Best Bales Poems

Brother and I borrowed a ride.
Upon a hay baler machine.
We balance ourselves with iridescent eyes,
On fresh cut blocks of green.
Three by three the layers are stacked,
Tightly bound with sturdy string.
We sprawl on our sides watching the crows,
As we whistle, hum, and sing.

Alfalfa aromas penetrate all,
While...

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It's our social spectrum,
Polar opposites,
A moral conundrum,
Named Charlotte,
Our eyes locked across the sea,
Sealed behind iron eyelids,
An investor's security,
The upstarts outbid,
All bets are off,
The crack of our whips,
A duelist's standoff,
Agony on your lips,
Pushed into an animalistic frenzy,
My fists won the day with their negotiating,
A bargain for...

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Bales of Hay    by Carol Kim

The bales of hay rest lazily in a field of dreams.
Their short shadows face west like the trains on pioneer women’s skirts.

The bales of hay face different directions. 
Two are completely enveloped in shadow. 
Three are resting...

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