Best Calving Poems

He comes so faithfully when called,
   our veterinary doctor friend,
to our dear family of cows;
   upon his help, we do depend.

The...

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Here they are before me, 
   surreal in the dazzling morning sun.
      Against clear skies of blue, and
peaked...

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Of all the great vacations I've been on-
     the ones abroad and those on land and sea,
the place to which my...

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Sea mother awaits
The warm water is breaking
Manatee calving...

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A barn southwest of Central Butte
Could be seen for miles around 
Upon a hill, and that was how
The Mattus place was found

A big and very...

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poetry slammin'

all this namby pamby poetry stuff
makes me think i've heard enough

shapes and sonnets and simple blank verse
even Iambic meter leaves me feeling averse

quatrains and...

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The sun's savage fingers have penetrated
the calving sheets of ice, delving deeply 
beneath the blankets of the frozen surface.

And the oceans, bruised mauve and swollen...

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Chorus:                River pronounced Key-yip-pa-ha

Keya Paha River
Keya Paha River
Keya Paha River
The...

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PEACE


Bergs dot the ocean, even  in June,  and 
Thick  fogs  clothe the Labrador shore early each morning.
The sea ice rocks slowly...

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Of all the places I set forth to see,
Alaska is the one I love the best.
The pristine ambiance of white, for me,
presents a calmness of...

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A cowboy’s work is never done, 
Like Sheppard’s among the sheep
No matter what, up with the sun,
Not really much time for sleep
You stay up all...

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Airplane take off
Banging hammer
Crickets
Dog snoring
Engine rev
Faucet drip
Gargling
Heartbeat through a stethoscope
Ice calving from a glacier
Jumping rope
Knock on a door
Laughter
Metronome
Nutcracker cracking nuts
One hand clapping
Panpipe
Quack of a duck
River's...

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NOT SO MERRILY

in evening light, the tree not so merrily —
its shades shut tight, in revelry, lids beating

the coal cache — the portly man, delivering
tongues...

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Spring

	Ah, spring is in the air.  The time when Mother Nature renews herself. 
The loving arms of the sun and the tears of the...

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Always unexpected, spring arrives.
Water and warm spring air raises grass
On hills before the sheep and llamas graze.

Rain falls and tries to glaze fields of yellow...

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