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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

Negative ions Melons, berries, and citrus ...Read the rest...

velvety blossoms on branches of cherry tree fairy angel wings...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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,...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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it is so peaceful.. nothing is ...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...