Corn Poems - Poems about Corn

You know her You feel she mingles in your reason in rhythm Not with your possible pain of angina in arrhythmia She is a calm serenity prayer that knows your tear and that needs to run down on your smile lines she is a kitchen cookie baking sheet tracing paper cyan heed never a plotter, never a san Juan never a...

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Watching the "Mary Poppins" movie, her outfit sure was Good and goofy. There were Wonderful children singing, started from the very beginning. Movie with popcorn is forever, goofy honey is Great for pleasure. Singing Extraordinary to hear, beginning with the kids not a bear. Some movies are timeless like this one....

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Corn Snacks I’ve been made conscious of the fact that corn snacks thought up the first computer programming language used for math and scientific aim. ...

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Over harvested fields — I walk beneath the fading afterglow of a forgotten lantern a path worn by wanderers older than the scroll of Zeno its damp salve seeping through my coat into my bones Fog an Erebian curtain a Stygian veil barn swallows following susurrus secrets of the soul each step a slow exhalation a...

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I wanted to make something drawn from bosom You & I gemini'd, From the wells extract'd virginity untouch'd by compounds— Forgot to send it out, forgot to hit send, Hello, anyway, to perfluorocarbon philharmonica; Excerpt kernel unspool'd from wicker-dust'd basket of comatose bolts. Treated...

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Soft flimsy red moths settled like starving locusts over brittle straw...

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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 his corn in rows and rows. The stalks of corn are full of cheer and cobs are tasty chased with beer; and golden corn is calling...

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ripening corn swaying in the breeze hula hula...

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You cannot take the country out of a corn-fed Iowa girl You cannot pull the straw out of her teeth You cannot take the “yahs” and replace them with “yeses”. You can try to pull her off the tractor, but she will not come easy. You can try to get her to stop eating fresh sweet corn But I would...

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Despicable How it drips down the side Bubbling up from the innards of the pot I can hear the sizzling The smell of the butter drenched corn I throw in a bit of salt and pepper To spice up the contents Cream splashes up, upon my cheek I leave it. The light burning sensation begins to fade As I step away, breathing...

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It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky guy you see who plays a mean bluegrass guitar so sweet! and he's turned me on my head my tongue lolling out the...

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Buttery Corn Puffs are made up in heaven Delicious and such melt in your mouth fun I'm not really addicted I can stop any time If I'm held back at the point of a gun Each night I bolt out of my bed screaming “Where did you hide my Buttery Corn Puffs” It's one of the few pleasures I have left...

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harvest has ended corn shocks made by Amish stand lining empty fields...

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Gold externals of kernels sweet corn culls butter....

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Intercom: the visuals are incredible! The spray of candy corn fireworks and the snowflake stars. Land ho… …and out come the celebrants. They Stick their tongue to the flakes. Catch. the honey Brach’s with their teeth. Leaves layered everywhere. Seasons on display. Children’s flower windmills wheeling. Sun’s mellow-yellow-smile. Oaks, maples and pines holding hands, branches clapping, looking up, gifting edible acorns and prickly pine cones. The skies...

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