Best Dry Out Poems

The old ones talk 
of a mythical creature
that dwells behind the grey curtain.
They call it “sun”
and speak of it as if
they had seen it
with their own eyes.

What an impossible fable!
A white ball
that can breathe fire
and dry out
the soggy soil,
and that shines light,
brighter than this gloomy...

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Something so profound,
Something you won't expect,
When she takes you be the hand,
Your heart she will infect,

Take me to the funeral,
I'll watch my heart buried alive,
I'll take my medicine,
Perhaps I can contrive,

She'll twist you to the floor,
Drag you to the bed,
Oh my god,
I have no remedy...

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Curse you! Oh! The river of time,
Why should you be so cruel
And embarrass your beautiful chime?
Why should you bring her carriage,
To ruin the song of love,
To ruin a beautiful marriage?

O' Princess of the stars,
Don't go so soon away,
What does this land lack,
So plenty in the...

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I built a platform between my house and the fence to dry out my pecans.
A squirrel stole some of my pecans and showed no remorse when I caught him.

He continued stealing right before my very eyes as if he had 'a right' to do so.
In...

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I chased the lightning across the dark
felt the thunder where the demons are parked
stood in the rain to let it cleanse
saw my soul through a crystalline lens

I rung out the drops but still stood wet
couldn't put it aside or ever forget
it's buried too deep and...

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              The Rainbow Poetic Soul
                        ~ * ~

Writing a poem, begins as a bright candle glow.
Then, fills your soul...

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Nowhere Else To Go

Welcome to Israel: Land of Hope.1
(The land of Zion and Jerusalem.)2
Where prophets walked and prophesied,
For their God, our God:
The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.3

And the Lord spoke to Abram, and he obeyed,
And sojourned to the land of Canaan.4
Upon Moriah’s altar, the...

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The Pain of Drought

By

Kevin L Fairbrother



The road trains full of emancipated cattle roar by

Heading south to somewhere that is lush and green

For the big dry out west as tightened it’s grip

As the dry westerly winds lay the paddocks bare

--

The cows they roar and moan and...

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When I thought love was dead,
God sent me you.

God showed me
that he wanted to be happy.

God sent me you.
God sent me a great person.

I want to live for eternity with you.
I will go through the good and bad times with you.

I will even go to...

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Like a flower you are
Mixed Beauty with generous attar
Flowers progression from year to year
Phenomenal that should be revealed

Some will be picked from the fields
That loved ones would be pleased
Some would be crushed by feet
As lovers wonder the fields
Some would dry out from the heat 
Plummeting...

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Joke was on him

A lie can perpetuate with a blinding speed
Growing on the heels of shameful greed
If enough people believe a con-man's spiel
And blindly proceed to invest in a dubious deal.

He began quite small with his Ponzi scheme
Stomping ruthlessly on gullible citizen's dream
Pretending that he...

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The land is flooded
rain that never stops
houses lay abandoned
water running through

Still the rain comes
relentless, incessant
roads are impassable
villages cut off

Army busy building
defences that are
all too soon swept away
and still the rain falls

Cattle airlifted to safety
their fields under water
a state of national emergency
declared by government

Promises to help
local...

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Rose
Poem

Roses are sweet, but not petit,

They never dry out, as they fly in,

Precious for the house of those, who are good,

Pleasing for the house of those, who are special,

They never thought of encountering a lost rose,

Who was tossed away,

For being dried-up all of a sudden,

As...

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I once had everything 
too much in fact 
confidence surging
until it told me that
I was wiser than the miser 
so I thought to be so
the flaw of my empire
was I couldn't let go 
of thinking people 
can be taken at word
it took losing everything 
for...

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I pegged them out on my clothes line,
   Like puppets on a string.
   Those baggy pants fit for a clown,
   Such laughter they did bring.

   That claret shirt, high as a kite,
   And three sheets...

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