Lost Farm Poems

One fine morning, I went to the farm,                 ...

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Best of friends 
Are me and ewe,
Ain't no ends... 
For us two...

Spent all the day 
One day a year,
Running away
From our shear

Not with our kin
And...

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I dwelt on a forest green, productive farm, in fruitfulness of golden autumn,
Where ragged scarecrows waved gladly, beneath turquoise skies, and plum.

Ours was the latest...

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choosing wisely in a world
with no room for wisdom
now tending to your heard
one is lost one got out
one got stolen 
head for the mountain's
cause your...

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I wait for the heat
of the Allis Chalmers crawler’s engine
to fill the tarped in space
where I sit huddled
next to levers, gauges and knobs.
The crawler seems...

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Is it autumn, when silence has come to a lonely lakeshore?
Throngs of reveling summer tourists are flocking here no more.

Is it autumn, the water's sitting...

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A common confrontation between
Man and animals
From the wild, are pigs roaming farm lands
Destroying the crops

Of pöor farmers, it’s indeed a
Problem in Indian states
With forest borders,...

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Aunt June

My aunt taught me... 
how to be; a sewer, a grower, 
a knower of "things" important. 
She taught me to watch the pot, 
until...

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That farmer
Tending the crop 
Like his very child
Giving manure
Irrigating
Protecting from insects
Spending sleepless nights
Saving them from the wild
And thus 
When they are ripe
And ready to be...

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The wind whistled a chilly tune,
As the day slipped toward a grey horizon.
Flocks of blackbirds darkened the autumn sky.
The quail's shrill call could be heard...

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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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Walking on a narrow road 
leading no to where, 
wanting to roam 
with nothing in sight 
dark clouds drift 
across my path
slicing rays of sun...

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Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Humble, meek and mild like the weathered dreams
Falling gentle as rainfall, calming the weary heart
With tender breaths of laughter amid the...

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Several favorite mem’ries, from my not too recent past,
Are of the summer days I spent on my Uncle Jessie’s farm.
Every single visit was a wonderful...

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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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