Bushels Poems - Poems about Bushels

...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......Read the rest...

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

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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, Strol......Read the rest...

...The sun goes down as we set off through bushes, equip with homemade torches in hand, A wish to catch land crabs by the bushels, And stuffing our large crocus sack was our plan. Focused to hear ......Read the rest...

...Oops! In our backyard five apple trees abide - harvest of red, yellow, green fruit our pride Bushels of fruit overflow from their baskets - looks like nature this year blew a gasket. Way too m......Read the rest...

...AT THREE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING trucks toil the city’s streets, a minuet of practiced precision, to the pulsating rhythm, to the incessant beat. they parade and pause, they roll-on. s......Read the rest...