May 11, 2018

Three Poems by Michael Griffith

Michael Griffith began writing poetry to help his mind and spirit stay healthy as his body recovered from a life-changing injury. His poems and non-fiction articles have appeared in many print and online publications and anthologies. He resides and teaches near Princeton, NJ. His first book of poetry is slated to appear later this year.







(1)


The prairie bakes hot
We stand among the brown grass
The house is empty
Our people are buried here
The time for tears has gone, passed



(2)

That tear in my eye
That quiver in your sweet voice
Night gathers near us
We realize time's harsh nature
Time flies away so quickly

My raw throat catches
I cannot say it well now
A breeze is blowing
The petals of the lily
My quiet shaking sorrow



(3)

Air raid sirens blare
Death rains down upon London
A city in fear
Children gather up the bricks
Ghosts follow silent and sad



~Michael Griffith

1 comment:

  1. Poet Michael, Wow to your words. Felt the pain. A deserted place where we have to roam alone and accept that this was NOT forever. loved your INK !

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