Star Farm Poems

BALING  HAY

                We three are farmer girls primarily.
 ...

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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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I lived on a rolling green farm, and I had a love of astronomy;
And peered at skies of sleepless nighttime, so vast and starry.

It had...

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I belonged to a family of farmers, we had farmed for generations;
And we were true to our land, as blooms loyal to sweet sensations.

I knew...

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rooster sounding off                      ...

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TONY THE PONY

Last weekend our friends invited us
To their farm,
And we were introduced, to their 
New pony, who had delectable charm.
His name was Tony,
Such a...

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Sandy woke at the break of dawn,
When the rooster crowed his morning song,
Up she jumped and quickly she ran.
"Is today the day ? " her...

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A star shines above songs of frogs
Summer has ended thrown to dogs
Fields brilliant shades orange brown gold
Lavender faded flowers fold

Barbed-wire fence post soaking dew
morning mist...

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Oooh FUNKY MONKEY on a John Deer
tractor in a pair of blue overalls
everybody that gets a load of you just
has to have their picture taken...

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Sleep for in time you must awaken,
And rise as lazerus from ancient ground,
'Fore the great star in sky has taken
To Its goodly perch on horizen's...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Simple Life
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  July/2015


I don't want
a 
Victorian,

on 
the waterfront,

with
a
Baby Grand
piano

In
the window -

I don't want
to
own

a house
in
the mountains,

to
watch
the...

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On seeing the night sky at the farm, Sunday, 10 May 2015

A myriad lights in the sky, tis yours
that brightest shines.  Not a star...

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Why does dawn dress robust morning,
while dusk undresses sight?
Each dawn incarnates another Earth Day
a lifetime of Easter mornings 
redeeming nocturnal sight's revolution,
another therapeutic day of...

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I lay spread-eagle in a field orchard; 
Surrounded on four sides by long-grown, green grass
On a dry, October's noon. Nonchalant.
I watched a small squirrel climb...

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