Rain Grandparents Poems

When my family went camping on the farm,
we were blown away by its rural charm.
Beautiful views of rolling hills and pastures green,
It was a sight...

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"Both were born in the world of Thunder 
All I hear is the rain,
 tick tick
 drip dripping down upon the top of my head...

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the raindrops  commit suicide  on the window
as if they wanted to wash the goodbye signs
with the blood of the water,
- the rain today...

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Rain


I hear the pitter-patter of rain, 
greedily savor the whiff of bathed Earth
and I see, yet again, that palace frozen in time
my home, far, far...

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Poem for Grandma and Pappy's Internment

Picking june-bugs off of roses
Watering lilies by the dozen
Spreading mulch in the heat of the day
Watching a storm roll in...

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I was walking down my memory lane,
Sitting vacantly looking through the window pane,
When some drops of rain just touched my face,
And I realized that none...

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Grandma came with Grandpa too
Hooray, Hooray, Hooray
They settled in and settled down
Two lovebirds on display

O happily we cherish them
O how we love them so
Because their...

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Poems about Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image...

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Fear

It is a very small demon. 
It is a tiny monster, 
that never stops chewing on;
anything it can get. 

It is the one that hides,...

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Commenting on the Weather

My coffee is hot, 
the cream was cold, 
the outcome... just right. 
The screen, 
the window out and into the world...
awaits my...

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Dance in the Fire

The storms will hit soon. 
The cellar is full. 
The water jugs are lined up. 
How long...?
At least thirty days...
but in reality,...

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Rain

As I set here quiet, 
I gather my thoughts. 
I pray without the pomp...
of a beginning or an end. 
As He is always with me....

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Confused Miles

You...
are too far away. 
I live here and you live there. 
The world, 
smaller all the time, 
but still. 

Parts are on fire. 
Some...

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Bethlehem

The tiny town was busy, 
as it was that time of year...
the census, 
the government of Rome. 
Reaching into the lives of the people, 
ruled...

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The Passing On 
(things families do, again and again)

The traditions of our house, 
are nearly gone. 
My son will have no children, 
my daughter, does...

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