Long Springtimes Poems

Poems about Children III

Miracle
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

The contrails of galaxies mingle, and the dust of that first day still shines.
Before I conceived you, before your heart beat, you were mine,

and I see

infinity leap in...

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Excitedly we travelled to the fair.
   As fragrant scents of flowers filled the air.
   Dawns gift of light showing sights enthralling.
   Dewdrops mirror, broken pearlstrings falling.
   Sunshine...

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Children's Poems X

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. 



Always
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

Know in your heart that I love you as no other,
and...

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The coming and going of the seasons give us more than the springtimes, summers, autumns, and winters of our lives. It reflects the coming and going of the circumstances of our lives like the glassy...

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Perhaps we all secretly long
to be embedded in perpetual spring time.

My most entertaining pre-pubescent memories
of spring's most sacred times,
when occasionally left 
to my own leisurely adventurous pursuits
outside for further natural/spiritual embedded nest

Include a warm and...

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And cooling November in the midst of dryness rage
In a place in the fields you wouldn't want to change
Nightmares visions on the naked lead tree branches
Hovering hanging over us like spider web granted

November's autumn nightmare...

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Silently gazing upon the etching carved into the lights post ~

Serenities visions returning to greet myself once more

Stepping through paradises memories door....

Into a Springtimes morn adorned by such laughter and, the rising Aprils sun

Greeting this...

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mist on the ev'ning
     soft breezes blow
colored leaves have been
     wrapped for the show
watching an angel
     dancing so slow
lost in the music
 ...

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An enigmatic and ludicrous wave.
Despite the seemingly endless love.

I am a soul weeping on the moon.
Place a step on the clouds strewn.

A mystery and a horrific dream
I am a random person on this beam.

Lonesome was lost behind the...

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Here in the garden, raindrops are falling                            ...

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Caught within the echo of the whispering pine
Whose bough shall sound a creaking wind.
Pleading us enjoin her labour
Giving birth to songs we long to sing.

A song we’re taught 
That springtimes coming won’t be long.
That standing...

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THE LEAVES OF HOPE
The budded leaves of spring have come of age
they've leafed through summer on to autumns page
and in the biting chill of early dawn
their time speeds up its pace of getting on
and now...

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Best of friends 
Are me and ewe,
Ain't no ends... 
For us two...

Spent all the day 
One day a year,
Running away
From our shear

Not with our kin
And not in the barn,
Not soon to be in
Grandma's yarn 

Lucky...

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Darkend nights begin to fade
yellow crimson warmth remains 
what darkend nights of winters cold
can last forever, yet unfold

With bright the warmth returns to me
the flame of youth sets winter free
the crimson golds of flowers grow
the...

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Oh Echo please, my love reprise
    From mountains high to valleys deep.
    Wherein these words we share resound,
    While drifting on a summers breeze,
  ...

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l wait in awe for my Moon Light Garden to wake up
when tendrils of Snowdrops gather
of promises of Springtimes welcome cup
and then l'll sit and wait
as dusk flaunts it's
seductive dance
in my Moonlight Garden
dressed in joys...

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Along came the rain;
It moisten the ground again;
Ants run way beneath down into their mounds;
Spring rains on;

Butterflies sucking nectar;
Sugar sweet sharing with the moths and bees;
As the coolness of rain blows in;
Hurring tappins the sweet...

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Disdainful beauty, goddess of the ice, 
With gaze as piercing as a flint-tipped shard.
Age-old allure still does the Chill entice
To dance with her, and pose as Winter’s guard.

Her staff, which strikes the slipp’ry ground, commands...

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My heart was February ice
Kneeling to barren, cursed winter
Beneath weak, broken sacrifice
White skies cracked, and springtimes splinter

Through summer's youthful, blurry run
My heart was February ice
Unmelted, I defied the sun
My cup too proud for water's price

Austere...

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The snow white blanket glistening
so brightly all around
has grown so very tired
as the winter's winding down.

Oh how we long for Springtimes' sun
to smile about the place
to melt the weary winter snow
and wash its' dirty face.

But...

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Spring high, spring low, springtimes springs show.
   Cavorting lambs frolic in play.
   Fell farmers fearful of the snow,
   As shepherds, they know natures way.

   Springtime is soft...

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Out of opening doors
pours the past into a hallway
and You come to sweep away
times' trial.  You who gave me
another life to love before you took your own.
Now here You stand, a Being
in the hallway...

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Exchanged for the plates they made
and painted with colors representing
springtimes I hardly remember
was the sidewalk way too warm
to walk upon with barefeet
I hardly remember

Scratched through entire lines
of the notes you wrote to me
lines I could...

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