Best Acre Poems

Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me
as I meander 'round the dell and glade.
Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where...

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I remember Christopher Robin
When helping Pooh find honey
Was my biggest problem
I remember the blustery days
We trusted each other in every way

I remember When we helped...

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Feeling the desolation, of smothering air
Hemmed in by crowds; the obliqueness of fear
Throng of the city and no sight of the sun
Incessant noise and the...

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After our not so delicious meal, we started home
He turned onto our usual well-worn road
Headed west where we bumped across raised railroad tracks
There at the...

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I saw them a few weeks ago. My wife called me, something urgent,
so I left the computer and went to see what excited her.

Three deer,...

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We ask God’s blessings for food we eat;
those who toil to grow it deserve our prayers too.
In 1985, Farm Aid musicians took their beat,
rocking in...

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Wading through flooded streets as hurricane rain poured
A man fell into the flow when sharp thunder roared
As a journalist reporting live from the scene
I saw...

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The scent of lavender and Rosemary 
In the hedgerows as I walk 
The fox disappearing so quickly 
Into the hollow caves of chalk.

Within the old...

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"Caleb, go fetch me some dewberries from the fence row," Momma says, 
as I polish off my Saturday morning breakfast. "I'll make us a cobbler."...

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I read Darryl Ashton’s poem Called Pinocchio Rex and this brought back 
memories of a childhood incident

When I grew up we had a smallholding –...

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In my cluttered kitchen, I've mopped the floor,
This busy day, this task once more.
I've cooked a chicken a thousand ways,
The same old bird a thousand...

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Again

Soldier...
Poet...
Writer...
Son...
Lover..
Never a father
But an Uncle
many times...

Clerk
Salesman
Driver
Plumbers Helper
Carpenter
Best friends
with you....

Manager
Traveler
Guide
Mentor
Rogue
Always on an adventure....

Executive
Marketing
Sales
Support Engineering
Computers...
The big house
on an acre
of lawn.

9/11
All of it gone
Or given away
Honduras
A lost five...

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Every planet in our solar system
Rotates in an anticlockwise direction
Except Venus which insists on being different
Always one has to be the exception

About 75 acres of...

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Heckle and Jeckle, jellyroll jam,
Ponce de Leon’s Fountain of Youth.
Little kids like to eat green eggs and ham;
So do you – now tell me the...

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(An Addingham Poem)

Clashes of old tainted galvanised buckets
against the stone flags daily ring out across the manor farm yard,
profanity given proficiently if the swine catches...

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