Best Barley Poems

Five thousand people gathered at the Sea of Galilee
Following Jesus, miracles hoping to see
Jesus asked His disciples"Where shall we buy bread for these people to eat?"
although He already knew how to accomplish this feat


One of His Disciples, Andrew, saw a young lad
Five barley loaves and...

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derelict gypsies in the shade 
speak with crows across the way.

through the barley field and the corn 
spread the tenacles that were forlorned.

telephone wires that have no shape
stretching out so none escape.


some said that it was the cross,
some followed the lines and were lost....

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go, Hesekiah
i couldn't give a truckload
of bean barley soup

Copyright © Mike Martin 2015...

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Like a patchwork quilt
Congregation of golden
Yellows and ochres 


My entry into Brian's " Hymn Of Harvest " contest



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Poor kid on my block by the name of Harley
  Every day he ate bean soup with barley
     He'd poop 'til he bled
     The kid was half-dead
  No wonder his back end was all gnarly...

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Rejection floated over her head like a cartoon bubble
Repeating her broken heart moments
Resolutely she pushed on toward the library

She'd hide awhile between the covers of a book
She'd wipe her tears with words and wisdom
She'd striaghten her spine while carefully turning friendly pages

A voice called her...

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standing in the crowd
studying them
some pretty
most of them rich
some not so pretty
but all they have is rich
going for them
and not surprising
that will be enough
wondering is it
filling them to do this
every weekend
casually conversing
sipping a drink
taking a drag
from their prestigious cigarettes
being where they think
it is
whatever it is...

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Burly Farley Foley bought a field at Brawley,           
On Southern California's sunny soil.
There, farmer Farley Foley grew a crop of barley,              ...

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A hare scampers away
Frighten by a reaping machine
We harvest the barley field,
Not prey...

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Come quick, come quiet, come yet my dear. To the place and days where all you fear, 
will be waiting for you on the moss of the old bark....

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I - Barley Pettigrew

I'll tell you a story, outstandingly true, 
of the young lad called Barley Pettigrew.
He was born with nine fingers on his hands.
For how high he could count, it met his demands.
You see, the townsfolk all say the doctor said
he was born without...

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Lopsy Dopsy Corn and Barley Kitty wanted to see 
What an upside down look at the daisy field would be 
Could you please turn me topsy turvey? He asked a tiny bee.
The bee rolled his eyes and said “Stop looking at me!”

Lopsy Dopsy Corn and...

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sweet tooth pig Charley Barley had cupcakes on her head.
tied into an oversized crystal goblet, full of sugarplums all red.
there were lollypops and m and m’s, so she would be well fed.
we followed her all over hoping she would drop a few my cousin said....

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Remote from the sea
strong winds across the barley
roll it like the waves....

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Over harvested fields —

I walk beneath the fading afterglow
of a forgotten lantern   a path worn
by wanderers older than the scroll of Zeno
its damp salve seeping through my coat
into my bones

Fog an Erebian curtain   a Stygian veil
barn swallows following
susurrus secrets of the...

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