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This post is just bulging with splendid poems about family members. Each poem contains many significant details that bring their lives to life again, and most especially their place in the poet's heart and mind. I particularly like "Sunset" and the manner in which the vivid colours of the late evening sky seem to depict the speaker's rage and anger with life and God at the passing of his beloved grandfather. My guess is that the speaker was only a young teenager when this happened.

Sunset

by Michael R. Burch

for my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt Sr.

Between the prophesies of morning

and twilight’s revelations of wonder,

the sky is ripped asunder.

The moon lurks in the clouds,

waiting, as if to plunder

the dusk of its lilac iridescence,

and in the bright-tentacled sunset

we imagine a presence

full of the fury of lost innocence.

What we find within strange whorls of drifting flame,

brief patterns mauling winds deform and maim,

we recognize at once, but cannot name.

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