Jessamyn's Song
“Jessamyn’s Song” is an early poem of mine that I started around age 14 and was substantially complete by age 16.
Jessamyn's Song (circa age 14-16)
by Michael R. Burch
16
There are meadows heathered with thoughts of you,
where the honeysuckle winds
in fragrant, tangled vines
down to the water's edge.
Through the wind-bent grass
I watch time pass
slow with the dying day
on its lolling, rolling way ...
And I know you’ll soon be mine.
17
Lullaby
our landscape trembles
in a storied web
worn cold with weather
whitewashed for another day
*
the door opens and shuts
waiting for her
the immortal one and her music
played under a cloud
of the church organ
a hundred years old
*
sun behind a cloud
piercing, transparent
folded in the leaves of grass
in a dream
of another world
