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SunsetA Poem by Michael R. BurchSunsetby Michael R. BurchThis poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998.Between the prophesies of morningand twil.. |
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All Things GaloreA Poem by Michael R. BurchAll Things Galoreby Michael R. Burch(for my grandfathers George Edwin Hurt Sr. and Paul Ray Burch, Sr.)Grandfather,now in your gray presenceyou aresom.. |
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Family PoemsA Poem by Michael R. BurchThese are family-related poems about fathers, mothers and children. |
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Poems about ChildrenA Story by Michael R. BurchPoems about ChildrenThe DeskbyMichael R. Burchfor JeremyThere is a child I used to knowwho sat, perhaps, at this same deskwhere you sit now, and made .. |
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Poems about Fathers and GrandfathersA Poem by Michael R. BurchPoems about Fathers and GrandfathersI translated the first six Native American poems for my father, Paul Ray Burch Jr., when he chose to enter hospice.. |
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Star GazingA Story by Anusha MotamarriThis short tale is about how grandpa introduces nidhi and Subbu to the wonders of the universe. |
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The Late Burkette GreeneA Story by Randy JohnsonToday would've been my grandfather's birthday if he had lived. He was born on May 1, 1910 and died on February 7, 1998 at the age of eighty-seven. He .. |
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Photographs of SkylinesA Poem by Death's PoetI'm processing death. But criticism is still welcome |
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Limericks ConfessionsA Poem by JE FalconLimericks |
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Hot PeppersA Poem by peppino ruggeriIn memory of my grandfather. |
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The Mill Town HouseA Poem by Alan S JeevesWas it a dream - or was it real ? Who knows ? |
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Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - October 13, 2022A Story by Red Pill CoyoteA laser blast got me in the hair and it improved by a mile.. Yup... Back at the New Boston Library. Today has been wet concrete.. I just took Meadow f.. |
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Rev. Eugene WilliamsA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO EUGENE WILLIAMS (1931-2020) WHO DIED ON OCTOBER 1, 2020 |
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BurketteA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO BURKETTE GREENE (1910-1998) WHO DIED 25 YEARS AGO TODAY ON FEBRUARY 7, 1998. |
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My GrandfatherA Poem by Sean EatonMy grandfather, who owned a rubber parts factoryand never let anyone sit in his prized easy chair,became very clumsy as he grew increasinglyelderly. S.. |
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