Black Walnut Poems - Poems about Black Walnut

...When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal porch glider. On one such evening, I sat with him watch......Read the rest...

...While vising relatives 2000 miles from home, in no time at all I was placed in my comfort zone. When served dessert with that taste of home, I knew right away that I was where I belonged. By ......Read the rest...

...Lincoln Special Abraham Lincoln’s Funeral Train Ma, pa, and I dressed in our Sunday outfit, excited for the “Lincoln Special” to come up the track as we stand at the t......Read the rest...

...RATTLESNAKE HILL Meshoppen Township, Pennsylvania Every high summer has a magical day when the forests and fields are impossibly green, bathed sun-up to sundown in a yellow-gold light ma......Read the rest...

...The sunshine and singing birds, awoke me that fine day; And warmth caressed my face, as the wrens began to play. I stretched luxuriantly in my bed, while smiling broadly, At the gaiety of beauti......Read the rest...

...That Day In ‘73 That day in ‘73 was as clear and pristine as glass ice, Torched by a brace of smitten souls falling in love. There was no lush music to be heard in this duet, No swiveling rhyth......Read the rest...

...it has been a bit of a bad Summer in some respects but as Autumn is about to fall our black walnut tree has already lost it's leaves and dropped what few nuts it had the squirrels d......Read the rest...

... You swear your word is solid as a silver serving spoon Well, why does it always feels like another mis-spoken dog day afternoon Hotter than July in the middle of June Cast iron sky......Read the rest...

...It's bedtime on a Friday night. As we sit in her little living room on the other end of the house we both yawn as I read my book and she works her puzzle book. I look over and instead of asking th......Read the rest...

...Please Leave On a scale of one to ten with ten being my favorite ice cream or cake, chocolate ice cream is nowhere on the scale, and hopefully, not in my house. Coming in at number ......Read the rest...

...once upon a time on Easter Eve while it was not just dark yet I saw something out my front window at the corner of my eye to my surprise it was a big fluffy white Easter bunny......Read the rest...

...On a September day as I sit on my front porch watching the yellow leaves fall ever so fast from an old black walnut tree my daddy planted in the past, On a September day as I sit I th......Read the rest...

...As I walk through the valley of the Red Maple trees I take a look and realize that’s it’s a pioneer species and that’s just a little bit of knowledge from me You know i shun Bradford Pears, they d......Read the rest...

...I loved those trees, limbs draped in plump wild grapes, bursting with flavor on my tongue, while juice stained my fingers. Tall cottonwoods shadowed the creek where we splashed—Sis, brot......Read the rest...

...not even a shift in the night or a bass chuka-chuka; they will darken the humble sellers of shrunken, dusty oranges maybe a bad mouth,yellow teeth, passed words to the birdmen to crack op......Read the rest...