Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Saturday, October 30, 2010

The Erl-King

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This is one of my very favorite poems. I can just imagine my German ancestors living in fear of the Erl-king. What better way to celebrate A...
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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Winter Sets In

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The slate gray abyss presses down upon my mountain home, It forces an uneasy feeling upon us And causes Maw to snip at us. “Was you born in ...
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Friday, January 8, 2010

Wintertime Realization

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Germany Valley, Pendleton County, WV. Photo courtesy of R. Jason Burns. "These Dark & Dreary Days" by Matthew Burns These dar...
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Monday, October 19, 2009

The First Snow

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Though every year it comes back anew, And wears out its welcome all too soon. Something magical begins to take place That rekindles memories...
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Thursday, October 1, 2009

Come Visit October

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"October" by West Virginia poet, Grace Yoke White, from her 1953 book "Unhoarded Gold". What does it matter if my house...
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Monday, August 10, 2009

Thunder in the Eleventh Hour

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The Eleventh Hour Thunder by Matthew H. Burns I was awakened by thunder in the Eleventh hour. I opened my eyes to a wondrous new world. The...
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Monday, July 20, 2009

The Homeplace Remembers You

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The Old Homeplace A stoic representation of the past Forged out of the wilderness. The blood and sweat of past generations Mixed amid my ro...
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Come Have a Look

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From " Have-A-Look Poems " by Elkins, WV, native, B. Wees The Old Store 'Tis three score years and maybe more Since father sta...
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Friday, June 5, 2009

Eggology 101

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The following poem is from the book "Have-A-Look Poems" by B. Wees dated 1946 in Elkins, West Virginia. Egg-ology by B. Wees Old F...
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Saturday, April 25, 2009

My Heart's in the Highlands

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My Heart's in the Highlands by Robert Burns My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-ch...
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Thursday, April 16, 2009

Old Seneca stands as a Sentinel.

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Seneca Rocks by Grace Yoke White from "Unhoarded Gold" Old Seneca stands like a great gray hall, With steeples and turrets and g...
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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Spring Came Last Night

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A native of Lewis County, West Virginia, author Grace Yoke White wrote the book, "Unhoarded Gold: A Book of Poems" in 1953 . I a...
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The Wreck of the Dry Fork #4

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The Wreck of the Dry Fork #4, as found in Don Teter's book, "Goin' Up Gandy". I was recently reading the absolutely fabulo...
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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Generations of Spring

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My world abounds with life anew. An anxiously awaited spring welcomes A new beginning. And the fat robins strut about with their red breasts...
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Friday, March 6, 2009

Appalachian Diamante

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I've been playing around with a new (well, new to me) type of poetry, it is called Diamante poetry. I think it is pretty neat. Here is m...
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Friday, February 20, 2009

March Awaits

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Photo courtesy of Adam L. Cox. March Awaits by Matthew Burns, 2009 March awaits just over the horizon So close but still a world away, While...
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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

These Dark & Dreary Days

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These dark, dreary days of winter, Press down upon my soul, And leach the life from me, Like a succubus in the night. Once I was like a seed...
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Thursday, January 22, 2009

Grandmaw's Water Bucket

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The below poem triggers memories of my Grandmaw Mary. It conjures up visions of the old spring that rested upon the hillside above her house...
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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Anderson's Lament

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For my great-great-great Grandfather Anderson. Anderson's Lament A man of privilege born into a good family, He had all of the makings o...
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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Snow

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The Snow Man by Wallace Stevens One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And h...
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