Heaven Lullaby Poems

Blessing for you in the spring,
Deep dreams rising in the morning sun.
When blue birds spun their
wings and sing, 
Wishing your whole beings, a a joyful...

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He’s a sad Bunny
With floppy ears
Sadly button eyes
they can’t shed tears

Bottom of the pile
New toys on top
He needed Beth’s help
To hippity hop

With imagination 
she brought...

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It was late at night and I couldn't sleep 
restless as a caged bird I flew the coop 
in my 1964 blue thunderbird...
I saw him...

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An endless night of love
A dream and erotic love
In a harmony of caress
And melodious symphony of happiness
Everything is perfect tonight
The sky is starry in the...

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Popatop drock
The leader you was quiet and shy as a child 
A beautiful flower in the concrete 
A rose that grew wild 
Watching you grow...

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The baby's crying resounds,
announcing his birth to the whole world.
He is the gift from heaven
among numerous lives.

The newborn baby whom God adores
doesn't have a warm...

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Lonesome Hill
Written In Memory of Arlis Walter Hardin, For Martha Ann Hardin
Song: Bluegrass A Capella to heartbeat rhythm helped by Seth Logan Quartermouse
Melody and Lyrics...

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You pop my heart     so heavily    to the rhythm of
        ...

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A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle...

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at the foot of a mountain
on the outskirts of heaven
an excavation unearths remnants of bliss

empty coffers in pools of plasma
failed to open or close 
our...

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Come, come my sweet let's go to bed,
Now that you've eaten all your bread,
The room is so cosy and warm
And sure nothing will give you...

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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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I Cannot Remember My Mother
by Rabindranath Tagore
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
 
I cannot remember my mother,
yet sometimes in the middle of my playing
a melody...

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Wave your magic wand o'er my droopy eyes
   Lay my tousled head upon your tender arm
Sing a soothing, soft, nighttime lullaby
  ...

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As a child, under the infinite sunless night;
I used to lie on a bed of thick grass
in the front yard just to stare up at...

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