Hilda Greenhough Poet Rhyme

Farmland

The crystal ringing songs of summer,
Falling like mists of a whispy cloud,
Within a myriad of young birds chirping
To the fierce crow of a rooster proud.

As yellow tractors till black earth
Where new spring seeds will find a berth
To shoot forth growth in struggling crowd,
And wave green leaves in land well-plowed.

Snows have melted and in their dearth
Is seen the conquest of rebirth,
While the sweet crow of a rooster proud
Sounds across farmland freshly plowed.

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Bj Legros Kelley May 7, 2026 at 6:12 PM Mmm, so beautiful, I can almost smell the freshly plowed earth. The proud rooster crows added a heightened sense of the poem, so well written! Lovely!! Hilda Greenhough May 7, 2026 at 6:41 PM Thank you.

Sotto Poet May 1, 2026 at 11:38 AM A reviving poetry that is filled with wonderful imagery! It is quite impressive how you have put this properly! Hilda Greenhough May 1, 2026 at 1:20 PM Thank you.

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh April 16, 2026 at 7:29 AM Change in the rural life and hope.Very beautiful. Hilda Greenhough April 16, 2026 at 7:50 AM Thank you. I appreciate your visit.

Karen Jones April 14, 2026 at 11:25 PM A refreshing poem with lovely imagery! I love the way you put this together! Hilda Greenhough April 15, 2026 at 6:13 AM Thank you. I value your comments.

Joseph P. DiMino April 13, 2026 at 3:49 AM Wow! Absolutely beautiful. A FAV! Hilda Greenhough April 13, 2026 at 11:41 AM Wow. Thank you. I enjoy those farmland memories, when the family car passed the fields of sprouting vegetables. Thank you for the fav.

Ink Empress April 8, 2026 at 12:00 PM This is absolutely gorgeous dear Hilda! I love the way youv painted imagery and the rhythmic cadence of your word weaving here and your word weaving throughout! Just stunning! A fave this is for me! Sending you light always Hilda Greenhough April 8, 2026 at 12:11 PM Wow. Im very honored. Thank you for the fave. I need to get back to writing. You made me feel sunny.

Joseph P. DiMino April 5, 2026 at 6:10 PM "To shoot forth growth in struggling crowd, And wave green leaves in land well-plowed." -- beautiful poetry. Yes, spring is here. Love the blossoms with fragrant sent of new life. Hilda Greenhough April 5, 2026 at 6:52 PM Thank you for reading. I've noticed that there are many blossoms. Pear trees are blooming.

Evelyn Judy Buehler April 5, 2026 at 12:30 PM Springtime on the farm is so well conveyed in this poem, filled with beautiful images. :) Hilda Greenhough April 5, 2026 at 1:34 PM Thank you for your comment.

Victor Buhagiar March 26, 2026 at 2:46 AM Wonderful description of a farmland. Indeed, farms provide the best of life, especially with fresh air. Hilda Greenhough March 26, 2026 at 11:00 PM Yes, fresh air and smell of hay. Farms have changed a lot through the years. Thanks for visiting.

Deb M March 23, 2026 at 6:44 PM A beautifully descriptive write Hilda and the last line ends the poem perfectly. Nothing like being on a farm fresh air, open space, freedom, animals and nature and the list goes on! Debx Hilda Greenhough March 23, 2026 at 6:51 PM Yes, it sounds good but I was only able to visit a farm. We lived in a city. It's like opposites.

Paula Goldsmith March 23, 2026 at 1:24 PM Your "Farmland" is a lovely write. Guess this time of the year, farms are getting busy. So much work to be done. Have a fun day writing away.......... Hilda Greenhough March 23, 2026 at 6:49 PM Thank you for visiting. Enjoy the weather.

Daniel Henry Rodgers March 23, 2026 at 12:10 PM Dear Hilda, A beautiful, melodic look at the farm. You’ve made the 'struggling crowd' of new growth feel like a triumph. 'Farmland freshly plowed' is a scent and a sight you’ve brought right to the page. I grew up on a farm. Thank you for this, Hilda. Blessings, Daniel Hilda Greenhough March 23, 2026 at 6:48 PM Thank you. I like farms but farms take more discipline than I have. I enjoy the beauty and smells.

David Crandall March 23, 2026 at 7:58 AM Wonderful poem - really lovely depiction of a farm in summer. Makes me want to live on a farm...but I hear it's a lot of really hard work! Hilda Greenhough March 23, 2026 at 8:56 AM Same here. I like the idyllic scene of a farm with a storybook theme where no farm animals ever die. But fresh vegetables sounds good. Thanks for reading.

Valsa George March 23, 2026 at 5:08 AM With the arrival of spring farmlands are newly plowed and seeds are sown so that we can reap the harvest in autumn. Beautifully composed. Hilda Greenhough March 23, 2026 at 7:24 AM Thank you.

Christopher Delegans March 22, 2026 at 6:59 PM This strikes me as a seasonal clock and makes me smile in preparation for the warmer weather. Nicely done, Hilda. Hilda Greenhough March 22, 2026 at 7:23 PM Thank you.