Dray Poems - Poems about Dray

He Sees You Not

...His beefy heartiness is a cheerful note,
but one that cannot be sustained for too long,
the one he greets
            is pummeled into a certain shape
by his concrete perception.
He squirrels yo...

Response to Loan Request

...Have you looked at the purple house down by the bay?
It is the one with green shutters, a shabby gray.
A terrific value, says that realtor, Mrs. Dray.
She would know and she always has her say.

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Roll on spring

...bells peeling loudly
red dray gracious in tree tops
while blue jays frame the shot     

pure crystal stars shine
translucent hues lighten sky
black water glinting

Fat cat drinking milk
roo...

Winter Wombs

...Winter babies are carried
in small wombs over stark ground,
they have eyes and mouths by now,
almost human paws.

The snuffle of small rodents
awakens more of the yet unborn,
they watch the wo...

Song For the Rainbow Birds

...rainbow birds, you take my breath away
I see you cuddling there so pretty and gay
wondering if anyone else sees you today
or if you were put there by my angel Dray?

rainbow birds, you make me s...

Daffodils At Thriplow

...I saw Thriplow in its merriment
Vintage cars borrowed from Cambridge
and an abundance of folk singers
with strobes of defiant daffodils
food for the feasties
Morris Dancers sermonising past prac...

Memory of Allys

...Ammonia-ed clumps of damp, dunged straw
forked onto her cold barrow, then rolled outside.
Across the field where her ninety pounds
thrust up the dray atop a mulching mound! 
Nineteen times before...

Little Curly Mae

...I'm yelling at a squirrel today
Then watching her just whirl away
Her name is Little Curly Mae
She's such a pretty girl I'd say 
But eats the birdseed from the tray
Then hides herself inside her...

Summer In the Meadow

...Down in the meadow, bees are buzzing away
cows laze about, after feeding all day
Wildflowers attract butterflies, in pastel arrays
lapping up nectar, in the warm sunny rays 

Down in the meadow,...

Star of Bruthen

...There are no records of the man who raised this grand hotel.
But there are many stories of the folks who new it well.
Thank God for the patient horses at the hitching rail
who carried home their r...

The Size of a Poet

...I’m a titch like a detritivous dust-mite,
Yet taller than a boiler-hauled trawler.
Little like the winter mice’ whittling bites,
Brained bigger than a floor-fallen brawler.

I have stories small...

Rhe Builders

...The Builders

A team of architects blew a big hole 
on a mountainside and built a housing block
of 14 floors tall. 
The country had a northerly wind often called 
Stalin´s revenge, it even made...

First Date, Last Date

..."Andrea, with the accent on the dray",
she coyly introduced herself to me.
Exotic, dazzling beauty; to this day
her face still lingers in my memory.

My life till then seemed vaguely out of tune...

Horse-Barn

...There stands my family’s horse-barn,
old logs, chinking, and rustic charm,
here out west it’s too dray to farm,
and mountain winds do small plants harm.

A ranch is what it’s always been,
since...

Another Year, Another Day

...Another year has passed away
I saw the coffin passing by
It seemed like only yesterday
Another year had passed away
So many flowers on the dray
No sooner are we born we die
Another year has pas...

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