Bushels Poems - Poems about Bushels

... In the crevices of a tired town, roaches scuttle under moonlit sighs, their dinky bodies torn by shadows that shroud the crumbling edges of life. A cat lounges, indifferent, i......

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... FALL, THE MOST BEAUTIFUL TIME OF THE YEAR. WHEN A BLUSHING AUTUMN COMES TO PROVIDE US WITH APPLES HANGING OFF FLOURISHING TREES, IT IS TIME TO TAKE IN THEIR RUBIOUS COLORS. AS THEY HANG FRO......

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...God bless the searchers wandering through this maze that we call yesterday and today the pollen of living on their bee faces they flicker into our lives then back to shadow for awhile their sky......

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... Harvest my love in reverence Loft these bushels to sift in air Husk them to hearts of prayer Sow true my coming endurance For each Soul cocooned like mine Must weather through the coming Lo......

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...Bushels of apples are in tubs and bins all over the place A variety of kinds, yellows, reds, none a disgrace We cut out the bad spots and turn them into pie Fresh applesauce smells make the harves......

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...murders rise on nights like these crows - in bushels cross and stitch the horizon dead painting dusk blind the shape of dark on nig......

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...7 Dec 2023 5:43 pm A distant memory upon the winter breeze The spring scent of fertile chessnut trees So broad and strong standing tall against the storms Producing bushels of sweet sustanace ......

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...Apple picking with my dad is what I used to do Although he died at 53 he taught me all I knew He told me what the packers see and what they say to us He told me what the public says in matters the......

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...It’s apple picking time. Let’s to the orchard go. Rise up, my sleepyhead. You must not move too slow. I will grab a ladder and put it in the truck. You can gather our pails to use for what w......

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...Orchard of rosy apples, ripe and sweet, gleaming radiance in picturesque fields. trees weighed down in the bounty treat, gifts wrapped in love, reckoning yields squashy white flesh in crimson shi......

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...Bushels of apples are in tubs and bins all over the place A variety of kinds, yellows, reds, none a disgrace We cut out the bad spots and turn them into pie Fresh applesauce smells make the harves......

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...Yet Pushed, Ever Onward, I Dare Tread BEHOLD, I wade into darkening mists, My journey, clarification of Fate When I balked, black ghost said, I insist Hurry destiny cries, it is too late, Stro......

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...A 55 gallon barrel Full of pulverized Oyster shells Mixed with wood ash And sawdust And porklard 55 gallons of Pulverized oyster Shells.mixed With basalt. Alkalinity Alkalinity Mind t......

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...I want to discover a new species please I will follow a lead or breeze with ease Under bushels of bees I will soon squeeze On my sore old knees, beside the spring peas Until weather changes to ......

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...Fall is the most beautiful time of the year for me, with its blushing Apples and fruitful trees dressed in zesty rubious healthy leaves with Luminous fruit hanging off......

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