Farm Poems | Examples of Farm Poetry

I wonder why in African land the white farmers how-come?...

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It was grandma’s last winter. I watched her hurry outside to split enough wood so her old kitchen stove would burn through the new storm she felt gathering along the horizon, its first eiderdown already afloat on the twilight settling over her white garden. From nowhere a dog tormented by visions plunged through the drifts and laid ahold of her leg. She hacked half through its neck and crawled...

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In one corner of your room you’d hung a faded photograph of Charles Lindbergh and his plane in sepia covering a lighter-colored square of wall exactly the same size. He looked so dashing with his scarf and smile but his eyes were dark and sad (like yours) beneath his aviator’s cap and it was signed, “To Mildred.” Why did...

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Funny farm or loony bin? Depends what kind of mood I’m in Mad house increases my lunacy I take my pills and watch tv Fall asleep, don’t care if it is night or day The attendants are glad, I am out of their way This asylum increases my natural lunacy Weird attendants seem worse off than me...

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I was driving our new bus down a rural lane Potholes, rocks, the bus began to complain GPS didn't reach, I told the rock band As we bumped along in no man's land. This will wreck my guitar, said Tony the Rock: Don't they make tour buses with at least one shock? The drums were colliding, the keyboard took a spill The...

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The reason the rooster will crow, Is not just to offily show. The sun hits its beak, Which it thinks unique, And proudly lets all the world know. ...

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There is an innocence in life to which every child brings… before their brains become too cluttered with all those adult things. It is a lovely place where wide-eyed children dwell. Where, if we listen, their innocence can be profound as well. A grandma was grocery shopping with her grandson when in the produce department, she grabbed a peach. because if...

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Now late April, and the grassy fields of winter have disappeared in response to the airplane sprays of very effective weed killers. The land is moist and brown, seeded for the crops of 2025. And before long the tender plants will emerge, and the anticipation of the year's bounty has already begun. A red tractor sits in the open field,...

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Violet Smith lived in Center Kingdom. Her neighbors were Jack and Jill; Like orange sun, of a pink morning, when it's just peeking over blue hills. With Mother and Father and sister, Ava, Violet enjoyed life on Sage farm; Just as lilac breezes, from out of the south, only rove to keep you warm. Theirs was a land that...

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The farmer stands with weathered hands, Tending soils, nurturing the lands. His heart beats with the Earth's own song, Though seasons shift and days grow long. Through drought and storm, he does not break, For in the soil, his dreams awake. A quiet strength, both firm and kind, A bond with nature is intertwined....

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We fight stubborn ground, Heavy panels, slow progress, Clean power awaits....

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5 large egg whites 250g caster sugar 380ml double cream 5 tbsp lemon curd 300g blackberries 2 tbsp pistachios, toasted & roughly chopped InstructionsPreheat the oven to 180 C/160 C fan. Line two large baking trays with baking parchment. In a large bowl, whisk the egg whites until soft peaks form. Adding the sugar 1 tbsp at a time, continuing to whisk...

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er Infectious Diseases: Anthrax. Foot-and-mouth disease. Leptospirosis. Salmonellosis. Rabies. Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy (BSE) ("Mad Cow Disease"): Screwworm. Bovine leukemia virus. Ringworm. Fallboard Q fever. Chlamydiosis. Campylobacteriosis. Listeriosis. Lid Yersiniosis. Brucellosis (also known as Bang's disease): Cryptosporidiosis. Infections with pathogenic strains of Escherichia coli. MRSA. Bovine respiratory disease. Mastitis. Bovine Tuberculosis: Bovine tuberculosis there's a town named "Accident" in Garrett County, Md. they...

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I once read: "100 women trafficked and enslaved in a human egg farm-drugged, violated, and harvested. The world barely blinks." The words sat in my stomach, heavy, rotting. Not shocking, not new-just another line in the never-ending horror novel that we call reality. And I knew. I knew this was going to start happening. They...

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DUSTY POET Dust before donkey doomed a wicked whirlwind grains of wisdom wrinkle sand webs dust devitalise land here...

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