Byre Poems - Poems about Byre

...It was in the early dawn of December especially Roosters began to crow in the farmer's huts repeatedly They welcomed the first light of day indirectly. The famers untied their ......Read the rest...

...It was a still quiet night ,children were a bed Lost in dreamland amid clouds and unicorns The elders sat around the dying embers Drinking and laughing about the days events. They too were soon ......Read the rest...

...S lowly, imperceptibly, long summer days start to die, E vening comes down, like a smile to a frown, softly as a sigh. P atination turns to grey, suffused with rustic hue, T ides turn and skies bu......Read the rest...

...The bones of winter cracked the ice black, coal black night. A hoary wind spits frost crystals that dazzle and blur the sight. Boney fingers of bare deciduous wood, scratch against the eaves as th......Read the rest...

...Come in from the byre, Mag Hand Sit you down there firnenst the coatstand, But first light the fire and Throw on the dinner Mag Hand Lave the Childer outside, ah shur look they'll be grand ......Read the rest...

...WINTER JOURNEY’S END Their calculations must have been at fault Their instruments in need to calibrate That wandering star’s location in the vault Had seemed a compass true, inviolate The au......Read the rest...

...A Chowder Of Cats There's a chowder of cats on the corner an exultation of larks in the sky a troop of monkeys high in the trees where the rhino's doth daily crash by A pack of dogs patrolli......Read the rest...

...In Chicago, Mayor RICHARD J ruled the roost DALEY for 21 years, Til he breathed his last, giving way to the 'next sir:' A pol named MICHAEL, who was dull and B'LAND-ICk! When a snowstorm pav......Read the rest...

...Past unconcerned hens that distractedly Scratch Under frowning protestations from the Sheltered Lee; Into the cloaked shadows lain across the Cobbled courtyard, Behind which squats the twiste......Read the rest...

...Petrachan {Italian} Sonnet A crash of thunder flashes through the night while streaks of light illume the dreamer's farm. He lies in slumber, not aware of harm, fatigued from labor and the day'......Read the rest...

...Mist evolves down the hillside into the vale Where the farmhouses sit all put together There’s no sense of wind here, there’s no bit of gale Just one leery breeze that blends with the othe......Read the rest...

...A Farmhouse Vale Mist evolves down the hillside into the vale Where the farmhouses sit all put together There’s no sense of wind here, there’s no bit of gale Just one leery breeze that blends wit......Read the rest...

...Cows gathered at gate black dogs yapping at their heels the milkmaid awaits Welcome the warm byre maid rests her head on cow’s flank creamy milk pours forth For my mother Gracie,......Read the rest...