Memory June Poems

I’m just an old man in a blazer
Here to try and tell the truth
About that longest longest day 
That brought an  end to my...

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Under childish thumb
   picking dandelion teeth
stained in ochre crumb....

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We sometimes congratulate ourselves
the moment of waking from a troubled dream;
it may be so the moment after death. ~Hawthorne

I finally found a man that grows...

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He kept his end of the bargain,
A man with a strong moral sense
Endowed with struggle,
Eternally he repents.

He was once forced to apologise,
For what errant slight...

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The Hill of Howth During Horse Show Week 1972


June 16 is Bloomsday when in a world defying time
which stately fat Buck Mulligan starts off with...

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It's like a traditional meadow,
Mixed grasses tossed and blown
Bobbing and swaying until the day
It's high and ready to be mown.
There are thistles, buttercups, clover,
Such a...

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Breezes on boardwalks
                 that carry its essence
Suntans are fragranced
...

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It is June again.
It is a June after our June when my mind is not preoccupied by bigger concerns:
friends, college, which show should I binge?
It...

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CHRIST MAS (*spaces)

needles dropping from the tree



a piercing memory

*spaces a 3 line shape form where the 'invisible' middle line is left to the imagination


Note:(ichthys), or...

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I shivered on the shore where first we met,
and watched the broken moon dance on the lake;
this solstice eve, as memories beget,
now always drift the...

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It was jazzy June and green butterflies, filled the air with magic.
Then butterscotch days were long, until the purple sunset panic.

Sunny June, when music festivals,...

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"Give Me Your Tired"   posted 7 Jun 2021

i'd join the morning person's club     except their meetings start before noon

early...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch

May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last...

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June of nineteen seventy-two,
Favorite month of my life so far
Brand new baby girl with eyes of blue

Mother’s instinct showed me what to do.
She was our...

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