Grandfather River Poems

Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown,
Frills and strawberries,
Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle, 
As my eyes hysteric with confusion 
muse on this loss....

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Son, each day I will ride
Through waving cottonwoods
Near the broad river bend
Where the wild blue flax grows.

It is a special place
That your grandfather knew
Where he...

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Skirting church on Puig de Missa,
then down the slope towards the river,
St Eularia's Rui, with path that winds on to the sea.
Past the smelly goats,...

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Of Civilization and Disenchantment
by Michael R. Burch

Suddenly uncomfortable
to stay at my grandfather's house ?
actually his third new wife's,
in her daughter's bedroom
? one interminable summer
with nothing...

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EULOGY TO MRS (Ph.D) ALIHAJA, AMINAT OLABOOPO                  ...

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Granddad Breathed River Air


My grandfather worked on the river.
A tugboat captain was he by trade.
His jobs were diverse and he loved them.
Grandma and their children...

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The natives believe that the Mississippi River
carries the souls of their ancestors into the water of judgment
wherein they will either enter the Sun's fire of...

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Just down the road, before that first hill
is where I learned to ride my bike
and took my first spill

Just down the road the old dusty...

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