Funeral River Poems

There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

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This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if...

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Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that...

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The boat rocks gently under a reddening sun;
is it wrong to wish for a Viking funeral,
to ponder a last journey West
into the dying light?

I could...

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He once thanked Jesus for his fame when he was interviewed with his best friend Keanue Reeves.
In the end, i think, that's what finally clocked...

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My boat rocks gently under a reddening sun,
is it wrong to wish for a Viking burial,
to ponder a last journey West
into the dying light?

Strangers have...

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No Mark
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes, 
impaled upon
impassive rocks...

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...

you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds...

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Styx
by Michael R. Burch
 
Black waters, deep and dark and still: 
all men have passed this way, or will.

NOTE: According to ancient Greek mythology, the...

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Bloody tears still fall, feverish and dry.
The river flows on even though,
I'm already dead inside.
I'm no longer welcome at my own funeral.
I lay still and...

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potential was squandered
neglect has turned it brown
	no amount of water
did ever touch the ground

    step away from that door
  and leave...

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On this peaceful land where we live comfortably 
with the neighboring villagers sharing the sun and moon, 
stars and clouds, winds and waters, rains and...

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Haunted...
glowing foot falls on the dusted wooden planks cross the bridge
following them 
I swing around enormous trees 
skirt quickly...trying to catch up

were we holding hands...

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BREAK-UP ON THE SMOLENKA


Sun higher, days brighter,
Miracle of the sun god  -
Hard  hearts  melt :
A cold coming but a warm arrival.

Funeral for...

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Broken hearted, alone and forsaken
A promenade in the misty twilight
Under bridges of Paris nights
I walk the years of time

The pain makes me feel real
I know...

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It was a home on the river we lived .
It was the ghost of a young man whom had taken his own life.

I still remember...

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Speak once, 
and softly,
so the river may know...    
 
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"You've come to mourn,
his drowned bones."

[She starts to groan]

He was a
loving...

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