Best Farmland Poems

Sometime, in July's budding charm
when the harvest of earth's clay affirms
that which exposes a content heart,
I remember a glimpse of rare delight 
accepting the slow...

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Out in the middle of a large farmland, I become a girl of old charm and unexpected songs again. Past the flanks where cluttered rows...

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POTD 21 November 2017

So professional in his lies - So ruthless in his ambition
Feeding lies to the simple folk - convincing in his deception
Telling them...

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A girl gleams in her ink dreams
sittin against barn wall sqeakin like a soul freakin,
voices from an unpopulated country
dancin and rockin on her soul's farmland...

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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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I walk above all pain
            risen and relentless 
     ...

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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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Haiku 60 – Indiana Summer
	
	
	Indiana 
	orange roadside lilies
	rural splendor
	 
	
	Indiana 
	elephant’s eye corn
	no tassels yet
	
	
	Indiana
	endless green soybean fields
	rich farmland soil
		
		
	a strange beauty
	stark yet soothing vistas
	Indiana


	For...

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You trod
over
frosted 
farmland
upon
your brow
was ice
and I
felt your
mind and 
knew your
heart and
that was
a sad
device

Smoked out
your life
widowed
your wife
you'll not
have that
daughter
fair nor 
dark haired
son to
toss up
midair

I dropped
you there
from...

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Then I Opened That Door…

To The Question: “How was your Day?” came this response…

The other day I arrived at work and found my chair was...

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Spirit of The Singing Waters

Do you hear her in the forest
there within the winding creek?
If you listen to the water
you will surely hear her speak.
She’s...

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My uncle Dran was an odd sorta man 
who never much cared for livestock.
But wouldn't you know he kept a pig he loved so, 
and...

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grandparent's farmland
passed down through generations
apple peach trees grow

overgrown pathways
barb wire fence contains thorned bush
wild berries florish...

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When the sun has not yet reached its zenith,
this man I know 
prefers to show the world he sees
depicting it when trees first don 
their...

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Filled with fervor-
ardent love flows from within;
all sixy-four inches of me
stretches as an Oak tree
to praise my God the Lord Jesus
Perfect love exemplified
Who divinely created...

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