Struggled Poems - Poems about Struggled

...Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite my haiku to the inattentive lilies. —Michael R. Burch Stillness: the sound of petals drifting dow......Read the rest...

...These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others. Am I really this old, so many ghosts beck......Read the rest...

... Life has been filled with holdbacks not easy to overcome, feel little hope especially in the early days growing up it took so many years to learn to cope Every school day was a dread tension......Read the rest...

...Take my hand And understand I am stepping through some stormy skies Trying to find where the truth lies As time flies Trust in you I do But my heart holds me back The negativity goes on th......Read the rest...

...4/8/24 Aww shucks Still at the crux In a state of flux With reality still out of touch I've been puzzled much So I smoke a couple blunts That's a double dutch From dawn to dusk I turned my......Read the rest...

...One day, when my son was two, he said, seemingly out of the blue, "Daddy, I love you." Inexplicably, I felt a jolt, as if struck by a gentle lightning bolt. I looked into his eyes and to my sho......Read the rest...

...Has anyone paused and asked himself about the mysterious boy who climbed many hills to discover what was invisible to the eyes: the brilliance of the downing sun in the West? Mysteries are neve......Read the rest...

...“Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare” William Blake With a fragile earth warm, I lure my Labeo rohita. Minute minnows manage many magical Mackerels. Shrimps attract snapper, aro......Read the rest...

... In a small village in the green valleys of the Peak District, Sarah gave birth to a son, after a decade of trying for a child with her husband, Peter B Perfekt. It was a joyful occasion for the fa......Read the rest...

..."A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers." by Alexander Smith ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ War torn or more, torn asunder We all march ......Read the rest...

...As cave-dweller O man, thou wert crudest, Ere nigh modest and a bit civil made, In a painstaking long march to the crest, ye evolved as seed of creed mutated, And struggled hard before ye s......Read the rest...

...It started as an ideal dream. Summer sun shine all things warm And dreamy seemingly.... Until it was SHREADED by a nightmare! A real plightmare I cried FEAR! What is this HERE! Sure I'd like t......Read the rest...

...Sometimes When we have a loving relationship Life gets in the way The pressures of work money worries Piles of unpaid bills Not enough time for each other The relationship erodes and folds You......Read the rest...

...My Fix I open my eyes to the bright new day, Thanking my Lord come what may. I know He’ll be with me through every trial, So I’ll linger with Him and talk for awhile. Stretching in comfort, jo......Read the rest...

...I lost you with the passing of the years; You disappeared into the chaos of life but, for a time, you were the bedrock of mine and the hero of my story. Confused and without guidance, I strug......Read the rest...