Song High School Poems

To move, a person crawls, then walks.

Two wheels
A frame with a seat
That same person

Takes the 3 and works them together
Into a bike.

Aha!
To move, hop on,...

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My Life is a song sung in a 
series of repetitive inferior notes.
I’m unable to record mellow melodies, 
as my violin strings continually play 
with...

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Early Poems XX

These are my early poems or juvenilia. 


Paradise
by Michael R. Burch, age 15

There’s a sparkling stream
And clear blue lake
A home to beaver,
Duck and...

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Seems like only yesterday,
when I wore a white cap and gown.              ...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems VIII

These are early poems of mine, written in my teens as a high school and college student. 

Moon Lake
by Michael R. Burch

Starlit...

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These are early poems of mine, written as a high school student in the 10th grade. 

as Time walked by
by Michael R. Burch

yesterday i dreamed...

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Ramapo, New York, a small town
Was rural ... to say the least
Where simple folks lived a simple life
And most residents could rest in peace 

But,...

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green is not your color-envy is not your friend


 
Date Written: 9/2/2020
2 Place    My Most Unforgettable Moment in High School Contest ...

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You're smiling ...
I'm staring at you
I know you know that I know
That you like me ... that you REALLY like me
Wendy told me, and Linda...

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Dance tonightl at the all girls Catholic high school.
Come on join us tonight, we are all looking cool,

New leather saddle shoes, bright, white ankle socks.
Hair...

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Throughout the nineteen-fifties, times were neat;
full, long flared skirts and bobby socks gals wore,
while rock and roll and doo-wop moved our feet
to music slow and...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Today is Enough

The morning came early. 
In fact I was up all night. 
I watched the coming and going…
of the stars.

God’s work ever at hand,...

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Sitting in the classroom at the beginning of the school year
Worrying about how school will be for me as I sat filled with fear
Johnny, Sue...

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Every day I walk with people.
Maybe not side by side,
Maybe not in the same stride,
But we are walking step by step.
Together.
To reach
To find
Our own stars
In...

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