93 Poems - Poems about 93

In a world of instant everything, responsibilities we shirk Remember there’s no replacement for putting in the work Make decisions not on hope but based on what you know Life is not a rainbow So don’t be fooled by the dreams you’re sold There is no pot of gold ...

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There was a twenty minute lull Before the paramedics arrived to Remove Greatgrand Dad's corpse. When the paramedics Arrived they examed Greatgrand And confirmed the family's dread. Damian and CJ accompanied The body to the Hospital. While Julius and Father Hakim followed In a limousine. They wanted to Assure their family burial prep Laws, no cremation embalming Or autopsy. Afterward...

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Two years have passed in the blink of an eye While I’ve lived in a cloud with no emotion. If I feel a little down and want to cry, I just think of my new love across the ocean. It’s not that I despise the ones from my past, Nor that I’ve become someone I despise. It’s just that I’m so...

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hwy 93 glides up into the misty grey where billowing black shifting clouds shroud the moon like pirate sails wheels and metal destined for what is forever slipping away yet drawing nigh so gentle and so kind stopping by the horizon on a summer's eve "because it could not stop for me" * (if you read poetry) sage hills roll on long after I'm gone From "Stopping by the Woods on...

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Negative ions ...

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velvety blossoms on branches of cherry tree fairy angel wings...

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Their sighting of the Village came more quickly than they anticipated, only a few hours after Joulupukki had mentioned it to Lumi. “Well, sooner than expected,” Joulupukki said aloud., “almost straight ahead, Lumi, do you see it.” “Ahhh, ahhh, oh, yes, there it is. By Oden,...

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Ectopic Wanderings Born far from where I was supposed to be, nearer to the end I chased the beginning throughout my life —forever going home (Red Lodge Montana: September, 2021) 18kt Memories I’ll wear a Rolex once I’m dead, as accolades surround The past what’s left of what was right, buried in the ground Beneath my dreams above my hope, one wish to tell the tale Of life now lived with death in...

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Ninety-Three Daughters of Israel a Holocaust poem by Chaya Feldman loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch We washed our bodies and cleansed ourselves; we purified our souls and became clean. Death does not terrify us; we are ready to confront him. While alive we served God and now we can best serve our people by refusing to be taken prisoner. We have made a covenant of the...

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Flight 93 by Michael R. Burch I held the switch in trembling fingers, asked why existence felt so small, so purposeless, like a minnow wriggling feebly in my grasp ... vibrations of huge engines thrummed my arms as, glistening with sweat, I nudged the switch to OFF ... I heard the klaxon's shrill alarms like vultures’ shriekings ... earthward, in a stall ... we...

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Twas like every November before it, But this one came with an air of uncertainty, For the drums of celebrations had halted in may. When Owen celebrated his second birthday. Fate was finally smiling at Evbareke Those around her had thought, For indeed she, the child whose mother abandoned just nine months after her birth. And left in the care...

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a visual sensation...

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it is so peaceful.. nothing is moving, no ...

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A quarter flip, skinny dip Cool creek, full of trout Homerun hit, tobacco spit Moonshine night out Team shirt, center dirt Fastballs were a breeze Mini skirt, fun to flirt Weakness in the knees Dirt pile, crooked smile Pray before the pitch Worth while, drunk dial Bronco in the ditch Dad’s pissed, slapped wrist Shotgun in the dodge Can’t miss, first kiss Cow tippin, giggin frogs Had a blast, gone fast Class...

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On 9/11/01 I got on Flight 93 to get home to my dear wife , who just couldn’t wait to see me that night. I heard some fighting with 4 men who looked liked terrorists and they apparently would not stop in till one of them yelled if any of you make a move you would be killed and that’s unbelievable...

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