Angst Farm Poems

From fields of gold to the city's cold embrace,
He came a farmer, with a weathered face.
Dusty clothes, hands calloused and worn,
Carrying the burden of harvest...

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I once told a story about my 
Ex-girlfriend Gormless Sue
Well that was part one
And this is part two

Gormless Sue had a farm
She lived in a...

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Recalling how chiggers can itch
I'll still cross the muddiest ditch
the biggest blackberries to find.
Deet sends most critters to their niche.

Wrestling briers, a path I'll stake
while...

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Its skeletal bones bare
Eyes still stare 
All that remains is the soul
A drift as a shadow lingers there
A bare bulb blares
sways absently silently 
in the...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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When this plague passes over
And we emerge from our arks
Let not the euphoria of seeing
The rainbow in the horizon again
Becloud our vision or deafen our...

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Driving a country road quite casually,
A veterinarian never expected to see
A chicken ranch, lush and serene; 
But instead of two legs, 
All the chickens had...

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Like, in some kind of masochistic way,
I think of you, knowing fully well
Your thoughts shall crush my heart
In thousand pieces.

I think of you.

Knowing fully well
That...

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I’m lost in a foreign country
But I’ve lived here all my life
Recently I came into money
I bought a tractor and a Bowie knife
Now I’m farming...

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I don't know much
about politics and such
I'm just a regular farming guy

Check the water table,
tend to the crops
Spend most my day scanning the sky

But I...

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A storm is brewing, dark clouds advancing in
While tears roll down an embattled face
Betraying the tortured scars within
Each tear falls entwined in rains embrace.

He knows...

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Frack off!
Radon in my water, killing me
Arsenic in by veins, making me cough
Cuardilla, ruining my tea
Killing the cows
In Fylde I protest
No fracking here!
Go away




I want...

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Our supposed modern scientific genius
May in fact just be our last fatal weakness.
This technological house of cards we've made
Left humanity walking along the edge of...

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farm boy's daydream
acres of wheat fields
turning golden in the sun 
not these upsetting rows
of waving green tobacco...

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Lying on a  beach in Sydney,
scorched and sore in the dry heat,
the sand burns my toes.

I wander back to drizzly days in Leitrim,
when I...

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