Burley Poems - Poems about Burley

... Finally my blood began to coagulate, the bleeding had stopped. Not sure how far along the tunnel I had come. All the way I hopped. Now to make my way out of this loathsome place. Cobwebs drooped......Read the rest...

...He was my papaw and he was my father's dad. When he died in 1994, it was both tragic and sad. If Papaw had survived, he would be celebrating his birthday. If he hadn't died, he would've become 100......Read the rest...

...She was a woman who had a little hair on her chin. She was older, robust, called simply Old Finn. It did not make sense that they called her this at nineteen. Still, she was the wisest one in the ......Read the rest...

... "Conceits" Such conceits as veils between our windowed worlds torn torrential incomplete mayst thou watch and learn the one I spawned, strength beats weakness......Read the rest...

...If I were a tree... I’d be a burley redwood in a western forest, Or a tall sequoia fully grown. Might be a stately elm among the lesser timber, Or a sturdy oak as tough as stone. But always pron......Read the rest...

...problem will tackle abusers we should schackle while they will cackle remove may be good all of those who are a hood which we surely should we did neglect try right things that are correct......Read the rest...

... "Piranhas" Piranhas thrashing tales to the feeding frenzy de rigueur someone’s torn they can smell the blood pointing fingers in a mirr......Read the rest...

...My papaw died twenty-five years ago today. It's been a quarter of a century since he passed away. When he took a new medication, he became sick. When Papaw took it, he turned out to be allergic. ......Read the rest...

... "Smoke Signals" Her wet lips long slender fingers flipped the lit cigarette 3 seconds it glowed inhaled deep, hard and real slow cr......Read the rest...

... "Freedom Sees - Part 2" Platoon magic legion Hammerheads beautiful, graceful escorts leading the way hear their call, silently swishing dorsal fins cutting through the fall-out mu......Read the rest...

...One day I was walkin' through the woods Amongst the cool, crisp mountain air When cold and burley there he stood Lickin' his chops this hungry bear I tried so hard to find a tree And scamper f......Read the rest...

...Greasy little Charlie Bryce, Was absolutely riddled with lice, The lice would skip and jump and play, On Charlie's greasy hair all day, But then one day a louse hopped free, And landed on a ......Read the rest...

...Down in the white famed plains of Western Kentucky in the 19th century, Alpha Omega Latham was born. Days after his father was shot on the porch, was the beginning of being, and the pass of a torch. ......Read the rest...

...You were my Grandfather but I called you Papaw instead. It hurt very much when Mom told me that you were dead. When you died, the flower shop sold out of flowers and had to start selling trees. Th......Read the rest...

...Mom hated Wednesdays but I don't remember why. Sadly, it was on a Wednesday when she died. My Granddad also died on a Wednesday and that was very sad. My Grandmother bragged because she was going ......Read the rest...