Husband Moving On Poems

Due to the extreme measures my 
identity thieves have taken in order 
to extort my American poetry from 

mafia wise guys to corruption to Jamaican...

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Today i had to leave my home I awakened 
to break ins again a raging ex husband 
his girl friend my fatal attraction thee arsonist...

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She never liked it here this her confession
I knew all along I had a connection
her husband passed away
and the very next day
A rental truck in...

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Heed this call, my son, for my heavenly realm awaits
Familiar faces wait patiently beyond the gates
You stated proudly that you've lived your dream
Your wife was...

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My husband comes in and says “Pack up! We are moving!”
It is a game that he plays, frequently, for he usually hates someone.
I am thrilled...

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Sunshine Morning

My wedding is just... days away. 
The light streams into my window. 
It is morning. 
I have so many things to do. 

So far...
I...

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Husband constantly beating and batting,
His kiths, like allies, consciously hitting;
Father-in-law, in his way commanding,
Mother-in-law, dire duties demanding;
Neighbors mocking at physical darkness,
Her skinny dullness and financial...

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You stole away my lonely melody, Lord,
And made it harmony according to Your accord
I’d like to thank You with all of my heart as I...

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Hard times are part of life
knocks come, put us in a spin
but turn around walk right on
give the knock a real huge grin

Look up and...

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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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A poem - Crimsons are not for me

   Crimsons are not for me 	
   Celluloid screen flashed for reference 
 ...

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Dream House
by Michael R. Burch

I have come to the house of my fondest dreams,
but the shutters are boarded; the front door is locked;
the mail box...

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Her days claimed as a maiden were no more, 
One husband stumbled off his mortal coil.
Once broken hearted, now a little sore;
Routine replacing grief ridden...

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There is a woodpile in my in-laws’ cellar, and some coal, but other rumored things also.
And it has been there a long time since anyone...

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A slight hint of consternation was in her voice,
“Why did you tell those people I’m deaf and dumb?”
“I never said you were deaf, my Dear.”
She...

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