Farm Out Poems - Poems about Farm Out

from a waxy leave to so nice dark red flower to ananas comosus ...Read the rest...

Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green; And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene. They did daily chores on a farm, in the outlying regions...Read the rest...

Always a citizens greet Pleasure to always meet Towns and Cities Southern dialect witty Freight trains through the state Visits no hesitate Mountains and Trees surround Voices echoes heard from mile away towns Virginia known for Victories Battlegrounds and Entertainment That’s a Virginian commitment Virginian’s will...Read the rest...

Gas station snacks piled in the free seat, windows half-cracked to catch onrushing air, velocity cools the day’s outer heat, blowing around my girlfriend’s auburn hair. Avoid dull highways, take the scenic route, the country unfolds, villages and farms, small valleys...Read the rest...

Harvesting your dreams Towards future farming prime One field at a time....Read the rest...

For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch a glimpse of an old cart out front and stop. Nothing moves...Read the rest...

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 jars, the radio softly playing, a paring knife in my hand? It gives...Read the rest...

Meet the night on fires On Gem's Resto Grills food farm That delight diners....Read the rest...

Before you get married, my child There are a few things you should remember The most important being To always tend to your farm You should look for a tool That makes you sing for all its worth That doesn't break...Read the rest...

I love to watch a farm awaken in the early spring, Especially as the birds in the forest happily sing, The farm knows how to be itself, profound and true, Like the faded red barn, quietly beholding...Read the rest...

new planting season corn stalks begin growth beans start budding up...Read the rest...

At Farmer John's pond, afternoon's sway, A boy with hair, wiry sandy fray. Shoeless, in the light of day, Dreaming of a prize to lay. His straw hat, a humble crown, In a world so vast, so far from town. Waldo,...Read the rest...

cows in the pasture morning till night free roaming playing in the creek...Read the rest...

Grab your partner, easy now Squeeze it udderly dry; squirt What she’s empty, silly cow Oh well, do-si-do ...Read the rest...

A young sheep we’ll call Molly McEwe she lived in a field outside Crewe, no surprise, her mother did too. Though her father she never knew; he came in a truck, tupped a few, then driven to pastures anew leaving sheep...Read the rest...