compassion

These are poems about the homeless and poems for the homeless.

Epitaph for a Homeless Child
by Michael R. Burch
 
I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.

Homeless Us
by Michael R. Burch

The coldest night I ever knew
the wind out of the arctic blew
long frigid blasts; and I was you.

We huddled close then: yes, we two.
For I had lost your house, to rue
such bitter weather, being you.

These are Christmas poems by Michael R. Burch. Some are darker Christmas poems and heretical Christmas poems. 

The First Christmas
by Michael R. Burch

’Twas in a land so long ago . . .
the lambs lay blanketed in snow
and little children everywhere
sat and watched warm embers glow
and dreamed (of what, we do not know).

And THEN—a star appeared on high,
The brightest man had ever seen!
It made the children whisper low
in puzzled awe (what did it mean?).
It made the wooly lambkins cry.

These are poems about intimations, intuitions and things that aren't always obvious. The poems include villanelles, sonnets and free verse. 

Intimations
by Michael R. Burch

Let mercy surround us
with a sweet persistence.
Let love propound to us
that life is infinitely more than existence.

Published by Katrina Anthology

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Precipice
Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

They will teach you to scoff at love
from the highest, windiest precipice of reason.

Do not believe them.