Ditches Poems - Poems about Ditches

...baby elephants stay with their mothers their whole lives they follow them for miles, hiding in the maternal shade of large, floppy ears, perfect for listening to their cries. so why, mom, did ......Read the rest...

... If I could have chose to love another, And the heavens had fallen from the sky, And the fields which offer little or no hope, Would I have chosen another love, or die? If the ravages wi......Read the rest...

...Banks did not burst, just a dribbling bladder of river leaked into our back yards. It drooled over damp roots, seeped into groundhog holes, into ditches, where winter debris had already washe......Read the rest...

...If you're travelling through Dakota, near the Black Hills mountain range, Send for me the pictures of everything that might have changed. Do the deer still run freely? Do the rain......Read the rest...

...the last days of snow melting snow slushy messes cars lined in ditches......Read the rest...

...I have a habit to squash, An ardent disciple of nyash, I'm getting born again, Never to follow it again, From it I've lost my teeth, Even from those that are petit, Severally fell into di......Read the rest...

...plow trucks out at night ditches filled with thick white snow winter storm is here......Read the rest...

... paper dreams began a glitch something uncanny is afoot if you are the witch i should've knocked the broom of over i refuse to do it ......Read the rest...

...We crept down a meandering country road, gravel crackling underneath our tires. The countryside stretched before us like a great quilt of golden, brown, and green squares held together by the thick g......Read the rest...

...Bat's fang ditches, vampiric disease needs stitches, as carmine blood seeps, forever now she sleeps......Read the rest...

...Growing up in Podunk Missouri, meant that we had the freedom to roam. Up and down rivers and wooded hills, those places that we called home. Picked berries, peaches, plums, and cherries, and a......Read the rest...

...~ All My Life a Waddie… I have lived the life of a country bumpkin matter of fact I came into this world where Every day was lived hand to mouth so to speak poor as a church mouse with not a crum......Read the rest...

...My Way When I hear the song, “My Way.” I think of the narrow road I used to walk in the valley of my Shangri-La, with lions in the tall grass green crocodiles in the ditches and wolves in the ......Read the rest...

...Rain pours down cats and dogs, leaving puddles. Water flows down through canals, drains and ditches Sky, overcast with dark clouds, signals a torrential downpour. Nature's fury, ......Read the rest...

...BOATS LIE STILL Listen…quietly… the streets are silent the rain falls cold and snow is sure to follow time as usual jumps ahead and waits for no man Do you hear the song sung by the sailor ho......Read the rest...