Best Pasture Poems

Though my stall here is empty now
If you listen close...
You can hear me running through a greener pasture
Your sorrow opens the gate and releases me free
Thank you for rescuing me from worldly darkness
And giving me love unsurpassed
So that I may now run with others so...

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Come to my pasture of green,
this place that I love so well;
come and share all its bounty - 
every plant, flower and tree.

Come to this meadow of green,
harvest the fruit from the vine;
watch the rain gently falling -
silvery as a dew in the morning.

As I...

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Within these vast and roofless hallowed halls 
Under skies holding clouds like distant smoke. 
Beyond heaving hills sunlight fades and falls. 
Stands a solitary, grand, majestic oak. 

As this great oak's shadow looms far and fast 
Stretching as light of evening turns to shade. 
Colors...

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mad cow disease
                                the cows    so relieved 
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DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well...

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a lone blue spruce iced
with the moon sitting on top 
turquoise shades reflect...

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Winter Coated Cow
Leans against a knotty tree
a Good Back scratcher....

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As dad and I trod over the newly tilled fields
Feeling warmed by the prospect of the day’s work
His eyes aglow within those granite features
I followed his sight to that field beyond as yet unsown

He called it virgin soil or heavens harrowed field
So long ago as...

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Silent fog creeping
Over cool empty grasses
Awakening slowly

Lush sloping green fields
Wild flowers swaying gently
Morning dew glistening...

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Pushed the wrong button, lost a bunch of stuff
Unable to recover, disappeared in a puff
Good stuff, quite unique
Such havoc I wreak
Send me out to pasture, this geezer has had enough...

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King that saves out of the lion’s paw                                     ...

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spring green pasture
dotted with new born white calves....
 large red fireant mounds  ...

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pasture with nature
harm with warm the ozone shatters 
long live green...

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Recently turned 81, no turning back now
Been sent out to pasture, along with the cows
When I graze, I get sore
Bending over's a chore
But the “grass” we devour is addictive and how...

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beautiful
braying voice loud
unhappy soul, no

true contentment
he simply wants attention 
and see you...

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