Clods Poems - Poems about Clods

...I wished to find the words for you - so beautiful and dear, The pretty ones that you would be so happy just to hear - And when I found the very bestest, selected just for you, I’d put them into ......Read the rest...

...  Written: February 05, 2024 _____________________________________________ On twilit roads as dusk falls, from rivers to towers and walls, when lilting rhythms call, a......Read the rest...

... They were vibrant women, whose voices vibrated in the vicinity. Their squabbles were X-rated. Profanity pirouetted nude in their expressions. They fought for the rights, though with obsce......Read the rest...

...She is sitting, front legs under her reddish-brown mass. When I think of her shape it is always her belly I see most. The bulging warmth, the mastication, her on-going digestion. I'm a boy, ......Read the rest...

...I watched the farmer do daily chores, year after year. On hot days, those of snow, each morning he was here before lavender light of dawn, he checked on his crops tended to all the animals and fed......Read the rest...

...You live among the stars I breathe among the scars You call me war with my existence alongside your sorrow I call you a tailor, whose breath embroidered my dreams stitched my skin, whose wel......Read the rest...

...As The Tall Stranger Went In To Sit For A Spell As the tall stranger stared skyward in a daze, blinded by fantastic, flashing illuminations was it a fantasy he therein saw Aha maybe so, Maybe ......Read the rest...

...A stare across the grassy fields revealed. Covered with frost, they lay quiet and still. Their position clearly had a restful feel, One which will leave them in decline until Next Spring when......Read the rest...

...A troubling bat-winged night disappears into a sonic silence, mind-straws tumble slowly after. Dawn peeps-inward clean as a wind-shaped whistle. Now we brew, now we wet the willing lip. Da......Read the rest...

...Inside an archaic framework she fetches a pail from the fields, the bucket on her hip is full of broken eagles. Wind turbines churn in the distance. He takes the mangled birds plucks them, p......Read the rest...

...The winter of 1621 in Plymouth was harsh as could be, The Pilgrims were sick and sorry they'd come, They missed their warm English beds and their tea. The still ambulatory shivered and shuffled ab......Read the rest...

...SMART MAN Who can tip over the water jars of the heavens when the dust becomes hard and the clods of the earth stick together? Job 38:37b-38 NIV SMART MAN Smart man, God gave yo......Read the rest...

...Split Wide Open The world of God’s miraculous, Imbedded deep with creation’s love, Split wide open With the lightning of grace Fragile shells of human bondage Cannot contain their foolishnes......Read the rest...

...Various Heresies 8 These are heretical poems with heresies about the bible, god, jesus christ and christianity. Red State Religion Rejection Slip by Michael R. Burch I’d like to believe i......Read the rest...

...The optimist said that fifty years is half your life, but the audience surely knows that men don't live much longer than the heyday of their town's proud factory or the life span of an empire in ......Read the rest...