Baled Poems - Poems about Baled

...WINTER IN AN IOWA CORNFIELD Why start nattering about lucky tracks Neath a tarnished night of a waning storm? Haystacks in a disciplined platoon wait With hooded coats, caves of hibernation, S......Read the rest...

...Sun is rising, birds are cooing, and I am up, up and doing, the billy’s on, tea is brewing in younger days waking. So I’d grab my torn gloves to wear as old man Walms......Read the rest...

...Ribbons of purple are splayed out in tractor rows of elegance A foot off the ground, spreading lavender faerie fragrance Oh, sweet lavender blue, dilly dilly, Lavender blue, Billy, Billy! Great da......Read the rest...

...The ink on my diploma still wet I lived on my grandparent's farm for the summer Their day began with roosters crowing and ended at sundown In between those two bookends of the day cows were m......Read the rest...

...Rolling hills, verdant meadows Acres lined in evergreens Brightly coloured maples, flaunting Clad in yellows, reds, tangerines Farmer's fields, neat and freshly-cut Straw sheaves, twined and ba......Read the rest...

...A Good Mystery I love a good mystery A real whodunit, I love the Hallmark Mystery and Movie Channel, Nothing like watching Andy Griffith play the part of “Matlock” He always figured it out ......Read the rest...

...In November when frost was on the punkin and corn was stacked in shocks, And the snows began to fall and geese flew southward in V-shaped flocks, 'Twas time to gather in the corn for a huskin' bee ......Read the rest...

...Take these beans the vendor said They are the best that ever grew A marvelous crop they’ll bring The best beans I ever knew How much for them? A dollar He put them in my hand Do you think they ......Read the rest...

...Sending the tending to an unfriended ending, yet somehow suspending from rending a newly offending recommending. Logotype monotype linotype, overripe stereotype, teletyped an unripe heliotype. ......Read the rest...

...Cold dark wind Upon my face The weathers Turning bad Black blizzard On the horizon The devils up My sleeve Starched memories And fish hooks I turned my back On society Bent upon a dream Frozen bam......Read the rest...

...YOU ARE IN A CAR WITH CHARCOAL BLAZING IN THE BOOT....DID IT EXPLODE :) Bernie Kinnear was a blacksmith who needed charcoal so they brought some by car to the smithy...trouble was it came to life ......Read the rest...

...“Poor Silas, so concerned for other folk, And nothing to look backward to with pride, And nothing to look forward to with hope, So now and never any different”.......Robert Frost …………………………………………......Read the rest...

...Lord, were is my blessing Well, I now pick a lot of cotton and baled a lot of hay You keep a roof over my head, and I just continue to pray You know, after they freed them slaves, they......Read the rest...