Death Mum Poems

Me very late mum, a funereal day...

courtesy latitudinarian, nonestablishmentarian, 
sexagenarian, and Unitarian son
and modest mastermind maven maverick.

Another anniversary of her death occurs
upon advent of 
May...

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I called mom early this morning
I am coming home mama don’t worry
Yes ,Yes, tomorrow most probably 
At this point I am seated on the balcony
Ten...

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She waved me off and then blew me a kiss,
As she slowly closed her door,
I remember thinking this was rather strange
For she had never blown...

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God gave my mum best of both worlds
Heaven and hell and that's why since she left,
we her kids are confused for we want to go...

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Mother Mary, on your birthday,
will you please intervene--

Bring my prayers to your Son:
God save the queen



[September 8, 2022]...

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He came to me and gently brought,
the fairest flowers of His thought.

Joy arrived with euphoric mums,
softly as the hummingbird hums.

Purity blown from baby’s breath,
ever innocent...

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Ongoing 
The pretty lady screams
KILL ME NOW!!!
Putin’s bombs just murdered her baby
What life will the young mum have now?
In a shattered country war death hate...

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Is it you whispering to me through the rustling of the leaves
Or are you the soft warm evening breeze?

Are you the quiet lapping of the...

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Eyes. Face. 
Cries. Voice.
Hopes. Dreams.
Fear. Tears.
Lost. Love.
Real. Pain.
Scared. Drained.

Life. Death.

They are a…

People who trusted us.
People who looked to us.
People that need us.
People that love us.

Are...

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You are here with me
like a bird in the tree
that sings a sweet tune
and as I look at the moon
certain things I see
brings back the...

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Do you still feel like a filthy cigarette, bud? Don't you ever get fed up, or sick and tired of playing russian roulette with those...

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Lest We Forget 
I can hear him now , calling me , lost in the dark , in the deep seas of Normandy, I can...

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Final Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for my mother, Christine Ena Burch

Sleep peacefully—for now your suffering’s over.

Sleep peacefully—immune to all distress,
like pebbles unaware of raging waves.

Sleep peacefully—like...

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Mother you're a lost cause
you lost 3 kids and 2 in-laws

didn't speak to your mother or sister
now have no other, too much for your mister

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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