Dirt Poems - Poems about Dirt

...Marching in line, six legs on the ground, These mini-soldiers do not make a sound. Nature's army, tough as can be, Fighting for the queen and colony. Antennae twitching, always alert, Ready fo......Read the rest...

...sometimes I feel filthy and dirty Yeah! I must remember I am embellished in His glory Yes even I even I a prodigal son product of The Son not solar Oh so that I am Elohim's My dirt......Read the rest...

...My dump truck carries Lots of dirt Lots of dirt Lots of dirt My dump truck carries Lots of dirt He even has a skirt His skirt is Around his tail Around his tail Around his tail His skirt......Read the rest...

...Crossroads in the desert sands swirls, an orb whirls around as clouds gather, lightning bolt violet violently twirls, roads crack with shotgun thunder. Visage a pearl cascades as she ap......Read the rest...

...Caravan travelers would know the desert is golden forever a distant dirt devil was red felt it was the gods anger reached and rode away bodies blood on sand......Read the rest...

...We move accordingly using less air to breathe wandering about the crued oils of dirt grime corruption coated with uncommon valor seen by millions witnessed by none we move in separate l......Read the rest...

...snapped tendrils become the tethers as I tried to fly without feathers gasp of horror becomes the gust regrets of obsession and damaged dust I'll mire many, grind them in dirt the t... I have ......Read the rest...

...All you ever fed me was cruelty and pain, Starving, I consumed every morsel, every drop I drank. Instructed to stay quiet, Mind my manners and never speak. Never decline what’s been requested, a......Read the rest...

...Stories that stood behind soundless shapes; Silence have finally found its way, Dressed in a tall sky of towering tendons, Wishing-wells weeping for wagons, And as fiends of the forest frame f......Read the rest...

...Tears stained her good skirt. Lapped child, he’s fair hurt. Kissed knee with first aid. Soft wiped the laud dirt.......Read the rest...

...For so long now I have swum in the darkness I'm an expert at it A steady breast stroke Bobbing up for air Those around me have better lives Than mine A string of broken dreams A......Read the rest...

...sun stroking blue bird so hot humid steam bakes wings bird seek shade in dirt......Read the rest...

...Too soft to describe with words Letters have sharp edges And speech can’t define If peace were a river I would be a leaf Falling in my deadness The freshness of green gone Helpless as I am......Read the rest...

...The two year old mahogany stallion's nostrils flared out mist in the cool April morning, his veins prominent, his sweat frothy on his regal neck and muscular chest. His exercise rider, a youth him......Read the rest...

... My Empire of Ashes Who am I without my dark throne? I am the King of this crumbling castle, alone. The ruler of this empire of ashes. A child with an empty box of matches. A King wi......Read the rest...