Grief September Poems

22 years after, the day still lingers in our minds
The trauma of that day we can never leave behind
We remember those lives we lost that...

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How tall the naked oaks stood, and so bold
The sidewalks and my heart still damp with rain
The topaz twilight fades in shades of gold
As fallen...

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Postcards From Oblivion

I dreamed you reached out to me last night
Just to tell me it still wasn't right
As if you thought it would be news...

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September sings her thrills with chills and frills
	her fondest farewell to salty Summer
	her eager embrace of advancing Autumn
	her seduction of fragrant foliage 

September sings her...

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autumn is peeking
apples for picking~baking
leaves for the raking

 

Date Written: 8/21/2022
Note: Haiku Rhyme...

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September is in the air                    ...

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This shouldn’t have happened to you,	     	
Our beloved America! 
        
We've loved you always...

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September 27th
You died today
Your life just slipped away
Maybe souls exist and I’ll see you again
Pretty lies we tell ourselves but it’s all pretend
My tethers to...

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S eptember is for me

E leven cute flying bees

P ick the fruit from the big green tree

T he sunflowers need to flee

E verything to be...

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Myth, after Dylan Thomas
by Michael R. Burch

Here the recalcitrant wind
sighs with grievance and remorse
over fields of wayward gorse
and thistle-throttled lanes.

And she is the myth of...

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On this gay morn, the first day of autumn,
     I reflect.—Thanks be to God! For how strange
    ...

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Auburn swirls of wind-laden leaves 
coast to the cleat-torn orifices
of soggy, mud-clung grass.
That massed flapping pile time capsule
of summer sunsets is crushed with entering steps
like...

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leper i am
oozing is filth
come, Great I AM
rid of this spilth

i, the leper
lack sensation
and such shatter
cause these lesions

leper i am
so far from God
irked-- eye problem
joy--...

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Sunlight falls in breezy dapples
across your lichened stone,
solace now I seek in chapel’s
old yard while we’re alone.

It brings my heart back, being here -
love; that...

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Already the month
     of August 2018,
     May never become 
     a je June'm
...

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