Bluegrass Poems - Poems about Bluegrass

...Hi! My name is Feefee, I love Saturday nights Howling along with Mom and dad, so many delights! We sing the oldies, the hymns and bluegrass too I get to howl as they do a two-step, we are wiped wh......Read the rest...

...It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky......Read the rest...

...Grandpa fiddler was born in Bluegrass city He could strum a fiddler like a diddler’s middy. What does that mean? Ask a churched old biddy. It means that you do not understand Bluegrass city.......Read the rest...

...We are the Black Crows the bluegrass band told us when we came by. Why in the world would they use that name? I asked my Uncle Sky. Let’s go see them play he suggested, maybe there will be a little......Read the rest...

...We are the Black Crows the bluegrass band told us when we came by. Why in the world would they use that name? I asked my Uncle Sky. Let’s go see them play he suggested, maybe there will be a little......Read the rest...

...You were born here, Blue Ridge foothills, spirits of Cherokee in Appalachia's olden heart and veins. Scots-Irish influence of beloved bluegrass, moonshine of the drinking kind. Your parents......Read the rest...

...Fiddler cats played bluegrass music down in Tennessee Tapping their toes triple time said the Green She Bee. Hoe down dancers came out of the woods to do a two step Bluegrass music gave them extra......Read the rest...

...The fiddler was having hard times Despite his sorrows, he began to play. Some crossed the street. Others gave him pitying looks. The fiddler kept fiddling. It is what fiddlers do. A little gi......Read the rest...

...Lust betwixt my careful selected words slowly drifted into sun-rays, in-through a key-hole widening my hazel eyes, too behold inwards searched one point to view, too review, I'd scroll both my ......Read the rest...

...fiddler speeds music up dancers are getting dizzy crowd claps and stamps you are in hillbilly country now make some noise if you want to live bluegrass is real here......Read the rest...

...She is Marie Stradivari from the Italian violin makers of the Stradivarius. Her instrument was created from spruce, willow, and maple, it is probably worth millions. We listen, tapping our feet, ......Read the rest...

...The accordion is my instrument of choice. This was stated by striped blue cat Joyce. My brother Adley is on the cymbals, nice and loud. Cousin Zaney plays the violin, he has a classical crowd. ......Read the rest...

...Meadow was born out of a long line of fiddlers Her bluegrass roots showed out without apology We were tapping our feet after the first three notes Songbirds hovered close, to get a better seat. ......Read the rest...

...Just an over-educated bluegrass punk Getting high on urbanised skunk Gaultier suits by the score Optimises this decadent whore. Philosophising about modern art Dadaism, creationism, where ......Read the rest...

...In the grass, glimmer of dew on early dawn. It's first kissed by the glimmer of gold hued sunrise rays; a new beginning of gold sun-rays. Rain from a wisp of teal sky, pounds on pane glass, the s......Read the rest...