Long Fairgrounds Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch



Smoke
by Michael R. Burch

The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I can't tell
rang bells within (the din was in)...

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With summer nearly gone, we all wanted to do something special,
And decided it should be daring, rather than the usual and dull.

So, we listed the things we desired to do, but hadn't yet tried,
And we...

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I was a hopeful actress, but so far had only been offered bit parts,
And I fought to pay the bills, as a starlit owl, working after dark.
        ...

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GARLAND
By Kate H. Stark


It happened while practicing my violin. 

I practiced at home on a seat near the door.
I suddenly felt a huge urge to explore.  

The bluebirds were soaring up high in the...

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My new husband was a farm boy
who didn't like to roam.
It always took a lot of nagging
to get him to leave home.
But we were newly married,
I hadn't learned all of his dislikes.
I imagined us as...

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*Image of Seasons Of The Year by Pixabay.

Seasonals
~~0~~
Time of heaven's anointing fertile grounds,
     fertile nature, and beast surrounds,
Hail, 'tis springtime here a blossoming,
     buds are blooming everywhere,
Hark...

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He was once considered a Prince, a King and even a Chief to some… He was the ruler of the 

land were the birth of mankind was rumored to have begun? A former trader and...

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Frank James ‘Been Living Too Long
(1843-1915)

The old man signs autographs, telling young boys how a lifetime of crime never pays,
You heard from his legends he robbed a few banks in his younger and turbulent days;
He...

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The old man signs autographs, telling young boys how a lifetime of crime never pays,
You heard from his legends he robbed a few banks in his younger and turbulent days;
He works at the fairgrounds, he’s...

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I had just left the Fairgrounds Race Track with my dad,  where I won $13.00 on a nag whose name I forget and Dad won nothing, which mattered not since his goal was to...

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Rocky Mountain Thunder they call it
The unmistakable thunder and growl
of thousands of Harley's reverberating
through the highcountry fairgrounds, 
               shockwaves rippling the...

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Green filled farm grounds
My friends and I making the rounds
All around 
the edge of my town
In my old new first car
With the bass turned up hard
Screaming 
about being seventeen


All those times
Trying to catch any boys...

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An Idiot’s Guide to Being a Hero!

There are few that aspire to the wreath of a hero,
A garland men give to a man who risks failure or death
(Should that happen) to serve a ‘high purpose,’...

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Have I been too long at the fair?
by Michael R. Burch
 
Have I been too long at the fair?
The summer has faded,
the leaves have turned brown;
the Ferris wheel teeters . . .
not up, yet not...

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If you are moving along undetected
Then no one’s busted your door open
Or thrown your face around the room or the fairgrounds or the apple well
No one has mentioned all the colors that exist
And the people...

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The circus was coming to town
And of course I had to go see
For I'd heard the world's biggest clown
Was a headliner to be.

So off to the fairgrounds I went
And with the crowds high in the...

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May I show  you the shades of my colorful heart 
that are airbrushed in love like a true work of art 
May I play you a tune of my favorite song 
I'm here to...

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