Virginia Poems - Poems about Virginia

watch out for mothman his beady red eyes shine bright towering the bridge...

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roadside attraction no cares or worries in mind just happy eating...

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This highway's mine, goodbye to Jayne, so long, farewell, Virginia Plain, strife was yesterday's heavy load, life is tomorrow's open road, it's time to hitchhike once again. Heading where songs, don't sound the same, and no-one stops to ask your name, they'll think I'm another Tom Joad, this highway's mine. Generations tried to explain, through war in Spain, and Catskill rain, how quickly continents explode, but somehow...

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In Virginia's mind, a tempest swirled, A brilliant mind, yet shadows curled. Words flowed like a river deep and wide, Yet within her soul a tumultuous tide. She danced with joy, a fleeting waltz, Yet battled demons, unseen assaults. To the lighthouse of her soul, she'd strive, But darkness whispered, she couldn't survive. A room of her own, a refuge sought, Yet the waves...

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as i began to understand Virginia Woolf her voice from a room of her own i realized i was upon a mountain she had exposed the molehill it was the dirt soon revealed a tunnel entering it opened a new horizon where i finally fully grasped the world surrounding Jane Austen in that moment the mist upon the horizon disappeared and i could finally...

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If you follow an oxycontin mule into the woods it may lead you nowhere, and that is where you may stumble upon a flying beast so rare that it exists only on the edge of itself. The Cherokee name them Thunder Birds, pterodactyls for sure, their large leathery hides loop and swoop. Rarely are they found nesting, but are said to be everlasting. O West...

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We sat on the porch of your best friends apartment Passing the time with cigarettes and conversation You sat on my lap in a proclamation of ownership Never once questioning the rings in our swollen lips Inhaling your breath like a cold, autumn wind Marloburo reds and your darkness within Despite all the secrets; spilling from me You bought every line your...

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I stand on the edge of a spectacular canyon A river in the distance far, far below With mountains rising above each side Reflecting in the rushing tide, as though One might miss the verdant foliage crests. New River Gorge they call this place A flora and fauna national preserve Nature's playground at its absolute finest. Far below in the foamy surging rapids Are...

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As kids growing up in the hills of West Virginia, We were poor, but no one was any better off. Halloween was a time we looked forward to, But there was no money for the store-bought stuff. Costumes and treats were always homemade And so, we would scrounge around for things Old clothes, cardboard boxes, and burlap sacks From which we became...

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I My two daughters love Two States Two ways, at least They love Maryland & Virginia They love English and Spanish They love their dad and Mom They love Democrat & Republican as American They know the Constitution didn't make Parties They Know G. Washington warned Parties Divide anation, when electing should take best 'man' For the job he refused to Name "king" - but...

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I Some joke about the Lord's prayer taught to disciples in Matthew 6: 9-13 - "GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD"- We trust God for heaven, but daily bread is my work and duty. Jesus wanted us to take EVERY CONCERN, WORRY, QUARREL to God or the Trinity. He could have taught His disciples to pray for...

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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 with the pastor needs no mention, Except that she’s the minister’s delight. Virginia’s is a complicated history. Her family tree has dark and...

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In the heart of Appalachia are a people Stigmatized and down trodden honestly forgotten they will invite you over for Sunday dinner Their hospitality unrivaled they will tell you this history of their people From the great rivalries to its famous people They take pride in the work they do cause their momma's taught them so and their papas would make it...

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An exceptional young man from the Old Dominion Was in love with his most overrated opinion He spouted the verse and chapter But collapsed shortly thereafter Because he met up with a savvy West Virginian. written August 11, 2021...

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Homeward bound in the evenings, weary miners cross the ridge Returning from the deep mines black as the coal they uncover Not far from the grandeur of the New River National Gorge Bridge Homeward bound in the evenings, weary miners cross the ridge Generations of these men have considered it a privilege To dig deep into the latest rich seams...

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