Dray Poems - Poems about Dray

...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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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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,......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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..."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......

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...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......

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...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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...Cattle trucks drive highways now where drovers once held sway Heavy rigs of chrome and steel replaced the horse and dray Gravel tracks of rich red earth that rambled near and far Have disappe......

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