Long Ginny Poems

Ginny didn’t know if it was a large pond or a small lake in the middle of the beautiful park where she had been hired right after high school to help with maintenance of the...

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I’m sitting here, at ninety-six, alert an’ fairly healthy, 
wondering what the ones I loved in days gone by would think
To see me now, the last there is of all of my relations, 
with only...

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Poems for Poets X
Poems about Poets X



Sinking
by Michael R. Burch

for Virginia Woolf

Weigh me down with stones ...
   fill all the pockets of my gown ...
      I’m going down,
...

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We were cousins and had grown up
Close friends, living not far apart.
When I was nine and he was eight,
(His sister and my brothers were younger)
We were going to get married
Some day and have ten children,
Ten...

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The Webb’s my second Mommy and Daddy of the year ; It’s only June
 Mr. Carver, the social worker rambles on as we pull into the driveway 
 My five year old eyes open wide...

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The thunder so loud scared Ginny , she tripped on the last step ,fell on the porch spilling her 
berries
Another flash of lighting and in that split second “Mom” became a very dark and Evil...

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Alice! Alice wake up, She half opens the door, What? Wake the girls Ma’am’s  making 
breakfast
Harry did you hit your head on something? Al , Ma’am told me to wake everyone for 
breakfast
I went...

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A is for Annie Apple Blossom she buds in the Spring. 
B is Betty Baby Breath she's such a dainty thing.

C is for Miss Candy Tuft pink-cheeked with hair of gold.
D is Debbie Dandelion who...

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Sitting on front porches, old folks I remember, 
in the shade filtered Arkansas heat, spitting snuff into mason jars, 
remembering to us the things that happened, when they lived 
in that faraway land called “a...

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His spouse leads an idyllic life, nothing ruffles her much.
She attends her clubs, cooks, sews, tends the kids and such.
But today he received a call at work that shook his orderly life!
'Twas a frantic call...

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Four young fellas rode by around midday.  
Sun was strong as whiskey scratching the back of a three day dried throat.  
The three girls were out front and Ma came out pointing her...

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Who is this boy?
Harry Potter.
He is a teen wizard,
From the school Hogwarts.

Harry has two best mates,
Ron and Hermione, each other they hate.
Ron is a wizard, Hermione a muggle-witch.
Its up to Harry,
To keep their friendship,
Smooth without...

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I didn’t lose her like you lose a purse.
Or keys in a different room.
She didn’t leave one day and decide
Not to come back.
They didn’t find her dead,
Face down in the woods.

My father didn’t lose her...

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I am careful to not look under the mulberry bush at apartment five.
For that is where my meanest of mean great aunt Ginny Madeline lies.
She was bossy, a real shrew, who was always telling me...

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Virginia is a bread-and-butter woman.
She reckons by the Farmers’ Almanac.
She welcomes you with southern inhibitions,
Then gossips to her friends behind your back.

Virginia goes to church each Sunday morning,
And sings about the gospel’s golden light.
Her business...

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Apologies are 
Commonly phrased 
Cliche afterthoughts 
Of inadequate responses
And inferior substitutes 
For thinking ere speaking, 
Which right no wrongs, 
Created by those 
Desiring to feel better, 
To feel released 
From the guilt of things 
They...

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GINNY GREENTEETH


Water plays on the edge. 
Sand gravel and stone 
Splash and play dear ones 
Disturb my home. 

Skip your pebbles . 
Wet your toes. 
Let my icy reach. 
Creep along ripples. 

Come play with...

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I also loved Ginny, Edgar.
Though mine is an imagined love
It’s nonetheless deeper than yours.
When I recite “Annabel Lee”
Every salty-breeze line I taste
As you did when you composed them;
Each grief-stricken line I feel
As you felt those...

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