Cows Poems - Poems about Cows

...Did anyone see millions of rainbows fill up the skies? Did anyone see the heavens bloom and a child appear? Flying, floating, and fluttering to a numb-filled surprise Rested between Joseph and Mar......Read the rest...

... Kayla, our neighbor, called to say she and her two little ones were going to pick blueberries and would we like to pick too… Which is how we found ourselves that morning among the berries painte......Read the rest...

... What if the apple was thrown What if gravity is sideways All my doctors were who’s What if we all have our own bubbles of gravity I mean I don’t Join the lunch line correctly auto My word......Read the rest...

...In the morning light, a milk bottle stands, A relic of bygone days, in my trembling hands. Embossed with nostalgia, a link to the past, From the dairy farm, where memories last. As a little gir......Read the rest...

...Cracked castles are in dilemma. whether to fall or stand Waters whirl like a lake and sea, with a lean sign of land. Among the carcasses of beasts lie humans, as though mixed In destiny's destruct......Read the rest...

... He wears thick gloves when he strings the barbed wire, fashioning a thorny fence from prickly metal spines, reminding me that cattle like to know the boundaries, the edges of a pasture, clever......Read the rest...

...Cowpoke by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16 Sleep, old man... your day has long since passed. The endless plains, cool midnight rains and changeless ragged cows alone remain of what once was.......Read the rest...

...I have decided to live on buttermilk. It contains all the ingredients to sustain a happy and productive life. No more worrying about the next meal. I can spend more time seeking perfection- pick......Read the rest...

...Valhalla rest day Sunday is the day of rest for most people except for cooks, servers, and housewives They have Mondays that day hasn't got many customers they can warm up, Sunday's lefto......Read the rest...

...The sun is burning intensely outside, and it is melting the passion inside, the dogs are running around gasping for breath, and throwing their frivolous bodies on the ground. They are looking for ......Read the rest...

...“Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare” William Blake With a fragile earth warm, I lure my Labeo rohita. Minute minnows manage many magical Mackerels. Shrimps attract snapper, aro......Read the rest...

...small forest The small forest or the woods by the white road made of crushed sea-shells, was a place of enchantment Squirrels played here and had no fear of lone dreamers stumbling over oak root......Read the rest...

...Daylight breaks through the gate and a bright light shine intensely on my face from a distance. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I fold one arm and held on tightly to the other arm. I knew it was......Read the rest...

...In a foreign lush green sprawling land A patchwork carpet stitched together In shades of tawny browns yellows and green Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be s......Read the rest...

...I was in Eden, when the stars saw and moulded man I beheld the achievement of my toils and plan I surveyed the ape body beneath my tail of green I contemplated the workings of my servants I b......Read the rest...