Mom Farm Poems

What scene would I want to find comfort in
more than this one,
an ordinary morning in the farmhouse kitchen,
blue checked curtains swaying,
wooden shelves with plates and...

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That big red rooster friendly was not
Each morning he chased me across the lot
Today there was three
Mom rooster and me
running with broom mom gave him...

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     Hands up, Hens
        We don't have hands, Mr. Fox

    ...

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AI POEMS

These are poems about AI (Art-ificial Intelligence) and poems about science.

The AI Poets
by Michael R. Burch

The computer-poets stand hushed
except for the faint hum
of their...

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Dad gathers more crops
as Mom sings in the kitchen -
baked pies' aroma...

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Thirsty for a drink of water, she sits down
on a tree-stump and rests for a while.
A peaceful day of recent dreamy memories,
thoughts that wandered away,...

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My first overnight
was when I was about eight,
tenting with my friend.
Our tent wasn't store-bought,
just a tarp wrapped around some
stacked-up bails of straw.
We lived on a...

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She kisses away the weariness,
Burdens – inklings of the mystery
Birthed by her dream, hope
Remembered in the evening when
The calf nuzzled – her nourishing, nurturing
Gentle as...

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We used to label our Iowa garden at the end of the rows with seed packets.
We would plant the row first, sprinkiing the teensy seeds...

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Mom drives us to our Auntie’s farm
so we can run and play.
She thinks it will be no harm
for us to spend the day.  

Muriel...

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Yawn

The morning is here. 
The day is quiet for the moment. 
It will change quickly, without notice. 
I must hurry to get the chores done,...

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There’s a load of dust and sweat pulling my ole tired mussels 
           down
 ...

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Written by Gail R DeBole
on July 19, 2021
Updated September 4, 2021

A baby who lived on a farm
Would coo and gurgle with charm.
She completely amazed
Her family...

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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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Leaving the Farm
David J Walker
I
“At the end of the day”  they keep saying
At the end of the day  
A prepositional phrase followed by...

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