Woman Farm Poems

Under the tree, I sit once again
A long decade it has been
Before, a girl, lost and alone
A woman into which she has grown 

Memories flood...

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Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing,
my life right now is earnt,
I got here on my own merit,
proud of all the things I've learnt.

Oh...

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Q:   Why is President Joe Biden selling American farmland to Red China, fully
       realizing they can seize...

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A rotted old house deep in the South
Was where I learned to shut my mouth
And keep my stockings high and my hems low
And take care...

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Sumthang wrong wiff dez words
They give know direction
To me and you
Hypertheticail thoughts
They don't tell me
What I gotta do

Ribeye, broccoli, and potatoes
Cup of gravy on the...

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Unity and serenity, the farm had breathed,
For ages, superb it has been.
On it, Mr and Ms Farmer had lived blissfully.

Harmony, children had witnessed
Before a hyena...

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You cannot miss my farm, the well-dressed woman visitor told me.
I missed it not once or twice but pass byes about three.
I never guessed that...

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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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What nights speak thee mine
That the sun warms the
atmosphere of our 
togetherness
That your beauty seduces me
and your warm cultured manner
invites my battered soul
What words of...

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Their grinning heads cover the fields for acres
A sea of happy mini suns, welcoming us to Kansas.
We stare, amazed, having no idea this was possible.
There...

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He was a salty old guy, a farmer for years.
He had a tractor, a trailer, a cow with big ears.
His wife was the salt of...

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Rural outfitting here ruled by R. M Williams
Echo of city savvy follows me, prim shoe ballet 
Heel spin separates me, hair tied with ribbon
Your country...

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Once upon time's center
grows two permaculturing farmers,
multicultural mediators
of Earth's healthy polypathic remainder,

And, surrounding them,
seven elders
and their cheer leading mascot
of disabling foolery

Arriving each spring
in his wheeled...

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Gonna wake up 
At the brink of dawn 
With the d a r n little red rooster 
Cock-a-doodle doodling alarm 

Saddle
My horse and ride out
Cross...

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THIS IS A STORY OF "OLE" MEIN FABLE
WHO HAD A TALKING HORSE IN HIS STABLE
HIS COWS COULD TALK AND HIS ROOSTERS
COULD SING
THEY TOOK A CERTAIN...

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