Best Plows Poems

When relentless grief plows your heart 

And intolerable is the pain 

Forget not, to sow your dream's seed, 

At harvest, you would know your gain!







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The burial ground,  groomed to greet
the gatherers of their love apocalypse
with garlands grown and sown
from the rose fire of Athena's throne,
on this day they...

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Manger Shadow

A shadow lurks behind the manger bed
 Swaddled by indifference,
  Creeping behind
 Lowing cows 
And 
Bleating sheep,
Power without power raising up a hoary...

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Long ago Man soaked alters in blood,
while sacrificing animals to God.
And ever since Noah and the flood
plows got hammered into sword and rod.

Civilizations grew and...

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I had seen - her calm, cool, composed - like a soft soothing breeze,
Though she could turn tempest or tornado or weakly wheeze;
Like a formless...

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Poor old Farmer McGillicuddy
He’s somewhat of a fuddy-duddy
   He plows with an ox
   All progress he blocks
No wonder his corn tastes...

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Entering the cave of a wide open mouth
Pulling on the slippery uvula 
Reaching for the nasal cavity
Taking a breath before leaping for the eye socket
Where...

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For John Hink


I left your stool in my kitchen corner where you sat, a crooked grin on your weathered face that had seen a hundred...

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Flowers of many kinds
Many colors
Many scents
Fill an untouched field
Bees and birds fly between their petals
Living a blissful life
Dew settles on each petal
Shimmering like nature’s diamonds
Reflecting...

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Over a hundred years of miracles
     dating back well before statehood
   Pioneers who made the desert bloom
  ...

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It Takes A Whole Village to Raise a Child: The Farmer

It has been said that it takes a whole village
To raise a child; How does...

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February winds pound the siding scattering sand left by the snow plows through the gray angry air. The house seems full of small noises and...

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The journey begins, with hope and wonder,
And years seem endless from curious eyes.
Time moves slow before death plows us under,
To reveal its nature and sanctifies.
Days...

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Enjoy, Florence, because you so great are
That on seas and ground your wings you flutter,
And down in hell your name around spreads far!

I found five,...

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Prayers descend like acid rain from 
oligarch-soaked manchurians, stumping 
for elected office, praising hybrid 
demigods, passing out vouchers to the 
peasants.

A slow rumbling-
 part of...

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