Long Great uncle Poems

The Song of Amergin: Modern English Translations

The Song of Amergin
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I am the sea breeze
I am the ocean wave
I am the surf's thunder
I am the stag of the seven tines
I am...

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Many of my favorite poems
How About This for Veterans Day

A monthly Monday morning military meeting
Would be great for them as way of greeting
Talking about things happening another day
Of past successes and prices they had to...

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How About This for Veterans Day

A monthly Monday morning military meeting
Would be great for them as way of greeting
Talking about things happening another day
Of past successes and prices they had to pay.

Enlisted Term of Service...

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“Well I am indeed honoured dear Owl” replied Dumpty, thoughtfully he perceived this might be a good time to enquire about what he had witnessed by the river, so without preamble he asked the learn'ed...

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Childhood Memories!

Playing soccer as a forward and a goalie in early childhood through first grade
meeting a pilot and a stewardess in kindergarten and even wanted to be a pilot for a while because I thought...

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I hope I'm wrong but I sense we may be on the verge of mass coronavirus hysteria in America: last week both my gym and church closed their doors--how do I exercise body and soul...

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[This is an email I sent to our nephews Mother's Day; it ends with a hard question all of us might want to consider asking ourselves in this epidemic.]

'W. and I went to put flowers...

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Born in 2000 he comes from a long line of athletes. His maternal  great great great grandfather was a short stop in the negro leagues. His Paternal great great grand father was a tailback...

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...Besides them we have the zombies,
by far easiest to contain,
they spend all day shuffling slow
to the nearest pile of cowbrains.
We throw them in every few hours,
(The meat we give to the werewolves),
they chow down in...

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I’M ALONE BUT NOT ALONE;
oH am I 
I’M ALONE BUT NOT ALONE;
oH am I 
great uncle died but I still have God;
Great grandmother died but I still have God;
Great auntie died, yes I still have...

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VERSE 1.It was 1965 when my great uncle died
And we attended his funeral
There was an old man singing
Some down home ole singin
Preaching the words with this voice
Whooping and hollering so

So the choir sung with and...

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Homeward Bound


Land of mango and avocado 
Sweet , mild and refreshing 
Cassava bread with tea, coffee and hot cocoa 

Fresh meaty young coconut 
It’s water crisp and refreshing
 
Glazed peanut, cashew and coconut for a...

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I was a child, yes, even little old me, 
curious and happy, my smile wild with glee. 
But at the tender age of seven, 
I learnt that family go to heaven. 

My aunt, a distant,...

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The season approaches,
Speeding toward us on arctic zephyrs,
but the coldness is more than air
it seeps under the skin
where loneliness begins.

Is there any other day
where solitude's talons rake,
mutilating peace of mind,
quite so much as Christmastide.

Every commercial,...

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I flew to Chicago last Friday night
my great uncle was turning a hundred.
The plan was to fly-in Friday, party Saturday,
and fly out Sunday. No missed school.

The air felt colder in Chicago, the wind really bit,
and...

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At approximately 2:45 pm on the afternoon of November lst, police were called to 
the address of one Dairy Lane, where they found the broken remains of a Mr. 
Humpty Dumpty who had fallen off...

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This is a story about an uncle…and two things that make him great.
The first would be his patience…his ability to wait.

The second: his sister’s daughter just had a baby girl…
meaning the members of his family...

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Have you ever mourned the blah-ness of your life? Yearning for something new to happen?
Daring to hope for something fresh to be excited about?  Wishing your days away, worried that it has not happened?...

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I wish I could see your coffin,
classy it probably was.
The man with many nicknames people say. 
You told me stories of how you lived your way.
Your carefree attitude rubbed off
on me like a breath of...

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Home Is In My Heart
 
Home is in my heart;
I carry it with me wherever I go.
	
My home is the smile of the angels that look down on me from heaven above.
	
Home is sinking deep...

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I remember that ‘69’ Chevrolet
dark green and with the spit
of a combat soldier;
a mean green, power machine.

My Great Uncle bought it new,
his pride and joy for years;
when he died, it became my Parent’s car.
without a...

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I never thought to see a man’s bones glistening white.
Nor see disembodied limbs flying left and right.
I never thought to see mud the colour of red
Nor see young men blown to bits or laid dead.

The...

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Donald and Ronald were identical twins. Growing up, they did 
everything together. They were not only brothers; they were 
best friends. It was almost like they were the same person 
because they would say things...

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Nelly my mum was 87 on June -7th -11
her Writings at ...
http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/
My sweet little momma still lives in her house. independently.

ELLEN MAY JOHNSON. (Beau Brummell  is her great Uncle)
Yes Ellen Brummell was her name,...

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One night before I slipped away into sleep,
I asked myself: "Why do I wake to the life that I keep?

When dreams are full of magic, wonder and lore,
My own world I can enter through my...

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