Cobs Poems

Corn on the Cob

...We drove along the secondary streets of Iowa,
Towards my grandparents’ large farm.  
How excited we felt for this seemed like a yearly pilgrimage
To visit my old folks back home.

I alw...

Me, a harness horse

...For long I worked in varied jobs,
Fending from bosses their dead lobs.
Retired, I find it tough
Getting not a day off 
From new boss-- no more like doorknobs
Who demands, better learn
Your dail...

The Two Cobs

...
The two Cobs at the beach made a stop

Each then laid out their blanket to plop!

But they somehow forgot

That day's sun was too hot-

Quickly, Madam Cob's kernels did pop!

<...

Cornfields

...Cornfields full; midst green blades glaze
As summer lends a hand with its golden blaze.
They sway to the wind, direction it blows
Golden cobs of grass in pride simply shows.
At sunset they cower ...

Bitter Wind - Page 1

...Bitter Wind 

With the winds beginning in the autumn season, the Soul seems to be a leaf falling towards new pain. 
In the heat of the fire flying with the wind, it inhales us with the new breath ...

Stopping By Corn Field On A Sunny Day

...
Stopping By Corn Field On A Sunny Day
with apologies to Robert Frost

Whose field is this I'm sure I know.
he's busy in the barn now though
and will not see me stopping here
to find ...

Children's Jobs

...Deep in the earth’s bowels
We crawl through tight tunnels
Where it’s darker than night
But for glimmer of light
From small stub of tallow,
A feeble yellow glow.
Above our heads the rock
It oft...

Black Spot

...Har, ya say it aren't so.
Yer holds a black spot.
Ye won't live to be old.
Grow short on the clock.
We want that, Gold.
Those cobs in a box.
Nice to know ya Munroe.
Pistol shot, flintlock....

Rehashing History: Squanto and the Pilgrims, the First Thanksgiving

...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...

Autumn's Bounty

...Autumn's bounty now waits in the fields.
Sowers and keepers of the crops are

Now replaced by energetic reapers.
Dry and ready for the combine;

Brown and ripe for the harvesting;
The corn to ...

Bigger Better Bigger

...More is so much more
More than creation could have to offer
The better we can do
If we meddle and then we tamper
Make it better it will be BIGGER

THERE beneath the muscle mass
The egg yolk re...

My Gramma S Couch

...Won’t you please take me back
To the brown couch at my Gramma’s house 
With the big gold-framed antique mirror over it
And hand me Grampa’s old transistor radio
Covered in leather with glorious k...

Monkey Business

...Monkey business


“I say how about
breakfast at The New Farmer’s”


Our day of picking and consuming done
no hunger induced nightmares, we rest dusk to dawn
check on the young ones. Are we a...

Thanksgiving

...THANKSGIVING

Butterbees glazing
Wing’d gobblings

Horn of plenty
Our honeyland

Mannah-maestro conducting
Xylophones with silver spoons

Misting maids of ‘mooners
Golden streams of Gilea...

Vegan Crayons

...Have you heard 
a carrot scream, 
when dragged outta earth?
Or the yell of green beans
peeled alive
severed cross-wise, sectioned?
Or the curdling 
yell of purple potatoes 
plonked alive in 
...

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