Sometimes Poems

With any storm comes carnage, darkness and despair
Some of its imagined, but the rest of it’s right there.
As the fury ran its course, I’ve clung to what I know
It’s in these tests and trials where true colors often show

as the...Read More

Old age doesn’t burst through the door…it takes time for it to arrive…
then one day you find yourself heading out to dinner at a little after five.

Hey, it pays to get there early…there are specials on the menu to be...Read More

The wolf appears at night,
howling for his lost love,
she was the beauty with
red hair which flowed with
the wind while she sang
a lonely love song for her
Prince of Beasts, beckoning
him to appear before her
and unchain her from her
imprisonment that was imposed
by...Read More

I was born to be a survivor and a fighter.
That's why I became a writer.
As a child the physical abuse I endured.
Being a baby it was pretty absurd.

The child of recovering addicts.
Even one that still until recently would slip.
Watching a...Read More

Oh this is so funny she said in an announcement with flair
My daughter wanted something personal so I sent her my hair
You are kidding right? I asked her. Thinking her a bit mad.
No, she said, laughing; I cannot wait until...Read More

As we walk the down
The path of life
We find some areas aren't
As well lit as others.
And it's within these sections
That our hope seems to fade
As we go through them.
Fears begin to surface
When we can't see
What's in front of us,
Questions of...Read More

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Love is life;
It’s a promise to live together with happiness,
Love is like the ups and downs of waves generated in the sea, 
In which there is happiness and sometimes sorrow.

Love is a feeling;
Love is fruitaged by emotions of heart,
That cares...Read More

Canada Jays

Four seasons ’round Canada jays are found,
Perched in tree branches safe and sound;
Resting after flying throughout the North,
In the Canadian boreal forests.
Heard and not seen unless it’s their intention,
To disturb the silence, making known their presence
By confronting intruders in...Read More

I remember 
being maybe eight
you were my idol
my big brother
we used to laugh
and carry on
sometimes we’d
even dress as cowboys
but most of all
you were there
when times were rough
how quickly
the years flew by
but nothing
can erase
the vivid memories     ...Read More

Don’t judge me;
I know I appeared 
      to be so
    standoffish.
You pursued me
for a long time.
 You greeted me
 every day when
I came to your
  coffee shop.
 Sometimes you 
wanted to...Read More

Each life is like a winding road,
Each faces it with his own load,
Along the way some episode
May into any life explode.

Which way, which way, should I go now,
I guess I'll have to choose somehow.

The road ahead is never straight,
It branches...Read More

Ever observed a receding tide
and an oncoming wave,
battle for supremacy,
as skin anticipates contact 
against its nude,
only for the cancellation
of expectancy,
by the culmination 
of uncertainty?

That's life, dearest,
sometimes the positives,
absorb the negatives,
and the splashes are unmet,
whereas other times,
the scented water engulfs calves,
for...Read More

I was born
A diamond in the rough
I am poetry in motion
Riddled with imperfections but
Flawlessly and wonderfully made
In the eyes of our Master,
A piece made in His likeness.
How I came to be
Dates back to the beginning
Of an eternity.
I have coarse hair
Like...Read More

honeybee
by Michael R. Burch

love was a little treble thing?
prone to sing
and sometimes to sting

Keywords/Tags: Love, Honey, Bee, Honeybee, Honeypot, Honeycomb, Nectar, Clover, Sweet, Sweets, Humor, Humorous, Light Verse, Treble, Song, Songbird, Sing, Singing, Buzz, Buzzing, Abuzz, Hive, Queen, Drone, Worker,...Read More

We keep our secrets
especially the shaming ones
forever and forever
sometimes barely recognizing them
as they flit through our mind
the moment of death
...Read More

Or Would We?

Oh, Lord, I think we need a magic knob
that's somewhere on one arm discreetly placed.
When activated, it would sofly throb,
alerting us to nearby pain it traced.
At this time, we'd adjust our hidden disc,
permitting us to live another’s woe
with...Read More

My heart is bleeding but no blood is dripping
My spirit is crying but no tears are flowing
The trees are moving but the wind is not blowing
A low feeling came over today that led my spirit astray
It rocked my emotion and...Read More

I believe in futures,
God's miracles guest.

The friendship with relatives and friends,
Sometimes I dream of having a boyfriend and husband again.

I used to dream of becoming a performer,
Singing a solo, I sang the song "Wiseman Say".

The seniors in the dinning-hall all...Read More

All My Children
by Michael R. Burch
 
It is May now, gentle May,
and the sun shines pleasantly
upon the blousy flowers
of this backyard cemet'ry,
upon my children as they sleep.
 
Oh, there is Hank in the daisies now,
with a mound of earth for...Read More

Hickory Queen of the Petrified Forest was increasingly fabulous, 
Proud not arrogant, confident, not smug, and people came yearly to see her
She is like the statue of liberty, only prettier, one little girl said to her mother
Hickory Queen smiled from...Read More

sometimes.... I can recall your face- your smile
your laughter lines and your frown
sometimes.... I can recall your voice- softly spoken
and how you could always make me laugh
Sometimes.... I can recall so much of you-
but, memories are becoming vague-
as time moves...Read More

Gadflies
are not about group hugs.

Communion is more of a catholic honey bee paradigm
of win/win resonant satiation;
A winter seasonal anti-climax of body
but ecstatic dreamy democratic mind feeling
perpetual gratitude attitude,
safe ego
within this significant paradigmatic ecosystem
of compassion communication.

Gadflies are more about spring
and sometimes...Read More

Financial Blessings
Tom’s thoughts for today
2-13-2020

Sometimes we struggle
separating what we know as truth,
and what our emotions might tell us.

We allow feelings to determine the path we walk
in determining our financial responsibility toward God.

Sometimes a financial need isn’t met
because we’ve been serving...Read More

Some poets, are an island lost at sea 
Another day goes by, and still no P.O.T.D.  
Other poets, their faces 
Their faces are everywhere 
Other poets, feel left out
They fall into despair 

I'll send an S.O.S. to the soup...Read More