Baling Poems - Poems about Baling

...BALING HAY We three are farmer girls primarily. named as Alice, Linda and Emily. belonging to same peasant family of almost same ......Read the rest...

...It's the big moments in life that most people remember, But it's the moments in between which we should dwell upon. Our lives are memories that can be very tender. Thy only happen once and, in an ......Read the rest...

... "Monsters in My Head" the small gods inside of us worry too much they speak in tongues that never know the depth of what is real or not for tongues they nev......Read the rest...

...Every defeat and sorrow takes a chunk of heart time spent bridging cracks-soothing scars. Infrequent visits to overgrown graves cackling to a God that never answers back navigating second hand ......Read the rest...

...Held together with baling wire the smaller bits of life hang like chaff then float away on the dawn’s whisper of each drowning day. Be prepared to salvage one savored moment amidst the fall......Read the rest...

...Gather round while I spin a yarn 'bout a young gal, grew up in a barn With horses and cows, she had her own stall She loved taking care of them, most of all She'd feed the horses and milk e......Read the rest...

...BALING HAY Rain rain Come on down Come on down Need to Go to town Go to town Trac-tor Keeps a bump- ing a-long Need rain On the hot Day to-day On rack Be-hind, it's ......Read the rest...

...Baling hay On the most hot day of the summer Was when the hay fields were ready to cut The smell of the fresh cut hay is something you never forget. As the tractor runs along the field A rabbit ......Read the rest...

...They haven’t come for many weeks the men who mow my grass at level 4 in lock-down too they haven’t had the chance to venture out, the price too high, their bubble they can’t break but honestly......Read the rest...

...Sawing logs, one after another Into two feet lengths Just for the specific purpose Of standing them up on the ground Awaiting the iron axe That will create a comforting Roaring fire in the hear......Read the rest...

...He was born in the Georgia clay drank sweet tea everyday It was rise and shine at the crack of dawn as the rooster sang his song Milk the cows and bale the hay b......Read the rest...

...You wouldn't believe what I've been thro' lately, I'm supposed to be on holiday, okay but not okay - recovering from an operation, was not my idea of any decent elation. Then there were other t......Read the rest...

...He knew a world of lesser life, "miles from here and everywhere," he'd often quip. He sat in a swing hung from chains, soaking up nature after the fence mending and baling of hay was done. Time t......Read the rest...

...Rubber bands and baling twine hold tight; taut from the endless pull of raw nerves condemned to a gilded cage of emptiness. Too much silly putty daubed in the gaping holes ......Read the rest...

...Base can enter my spirit voice to come out from the feet of my legs. My artillery may sloop and head may die. The world is about to kill myself, It has already crown myself. A range that amour gurgli......Read the rest...