Best Windmill Poems

Sat on top of High Lonesome Hill
It would scream, cry, lacked grease and oil
The lonely sound as the mountain wind would blow
Pumped ice cold water,...

Read more of this work...

My heart was stopped beside the mill,
Waterfalls, empty pail 
Beyond the barn, in the grim shadows
Bottled like a plan with no purpose
Broken glass under each...

Read more of this work...

This global pandemic causes confusion from social isolation.
In a virtual world without human touch - there will be irritation.

When burdens of life, echo like chunks...

Read more of this work...

Poem 1: A Boy And His Painted Piano

he used lively greens
tender blues,
touches of plain mauve 
and rainbow trout splatters
to paint music
on the gas fumes 
that...

Read more of this work...

The night air flowed over my breath
The covers not quite keeping me warm
Dreams caressing my past
My lover whispers in my ear

Sweet words, with her loving...

Read more of this work...

I awaken; the darkened skies my alarm clock
I reek of whiskey, scotch and pastis
Tumbling out of bed, I reach for a cigarette
The dusk harkens as...

Read more of this work...

Mother nature’s songs I cannot exceed 
Of the Whippoorwill out in open field
They partake of mother’s bliss free of greed
Birds and their songs give of...

Read more of this work...

The beauty in these words


Rainbows o’er the valley, vibrant colors on the hill
Coconut and apple pies now cooling on the sill
A warm day in November...

Read more of this work...

The Village of Hardine

The Village of the Windmill

I may do things the old way
Milling grain with windmill dreams
Slowly, that's how we caress our desires
While the...

Read more of this work...

THE DEVIL DANCED AT MIDNIGHT

The devil danced at midnight
beneath a waning moon
with his minions before him,
twas a sight to make one swoon.
He pranced in jubilation,
then...

Read more of this work...

(Why I'm Still Breathing)

When the cow was dry, she was compliant.
When she calved, she turned vicious
and no fence could hold her,
but she gave milk in...

Read more of this work...

I am young
I am old
I am soft
I am bold
I can laugh
I can cry
I can quit
Still, I can try
Days they pass
Turn to night
Then come dreams
Lost in...

Read more of this work...

tarnished skies tarry 'round windmill - 
                  ...

Read more of this work...

A memory turns
   the windmills of the mind
 to a season of summer breeze,
   where happiness blows 
cherished moments
 into youthful...

Read more of this work...

my eyes are stretched by furrowed rows-
twilight lays it’s beauty at my feet

I hear soft harmony of growing wheat
of windmill songs in the breeze
and whispered...

Read more of this work...