Farmers Poems

White Farmers In Africa

I wonder why
in African land
the white farmers how-come?

Farmers Markets Matter

Wee ditty about the loudly, proudly beating heart of our oh so pretty city.

No hustling..strolling along...to the rolling soundtrack..bustling throng

A musky busker hums, strums and sings their husky song...

Familiar faces..fayre made with care..displayed with flair to share..

Tip top one stop shop..rare.. hallowed not fallowed places.  

Grab a seat...have a natter..nab a moreish treat..baffled by

My Rose Garden

My Rose Garden was devoured by a cow that thought it was a bull.
The farmer and his wife pleaded with the cow to go back to the field.
But it refused by stomping and grunting.
Now what remains is a baren field, and a broken fence.

With not much to eat in the garden but rose thorns, the

The Fervour for UK Farmers

The Fervour for UK Farmers

The country sees as most alarming
A (punishing tax) upon their farming!
Put in place by old man Starmer
I believe it’s bordering on treason
Maybe this man has lost any reason
At last a great move from Jeremy Clarkson
Who’s remarks on Rover (got my narks on!)
He’s standing like a ‘king of sense and reason
Btw where

British farmers go'

As a war on life intesifys the land of Britian must soon decide.' How and what they'll put inside; their bodies.'
That their earth and farmers provide.' Will it be earwigs?
Or potatoes and beef? To be honest my choice will not
Give me much greif' good pasture produce from familiy
Farms; as its been for millenia will do

Farmers

Farmers
come to town
Saturday

Thank You, Farmers

Faming is hard
I should be thankful when I eat
Farmers work the hardest
Facing the land with their backs to the sky
They deserve my respect the most.

Farmers

Farmers supply
World's consumption
Give full respect.

farmers fields

dried up grass and roots 
too much rain for farmers fields 
seasons always change

Good Work

thank you dear farmers
love you and love your neat work
food, fruits, and much more

The Farmers Market

Being a man, and not only a man but a married man, I cannot deny that there are women who could appropriately be called nags. This should not be confused with the right of the wife to have her voice in the marriage. The husband cannot forget that she has the right and the freedom

Mit dem niedrig carbon, Weg low grade carbon out

Politiker niedrig carbon auß
Low grade carbon Politicans go!
Ihr seid nicht nuztfoll kein wert
Kein ahnûnug
You are of no use, you are mindless
Cronies.' 
Der zukunft ist heir im Berlin heute
2024, die leüte sind rau! sie whërte
Du bist auß-pieste' die bauer
Im friedens laßen.!
The future is here, in Berlin today in
2024, the people are angry.' They are
Defending, you have

Farmers

My father and his father were Farmers. It wasn't told to me,
but I suspect that my Great Grandfather was also a Farmer.
My wife's father was also a hard-working and successful Farmer.
However, in my family line, farming ended with my father.

From my second-story window, it's a beautiful sight.
Presently, having chosen to retire in the rural, I

Empty Swing Swings

The empty swing
swings gently
in the gentle
breeze that wafts
across the empty
playground park.
The dust in the foot-pans 
beneath the swings
lifts up in the breeze,
swirls and curls in
a spiral willy-nilly, willy-willy.
The town has all but died.
A tardy few die-hard's remain,
as they have no where else to go.
The salty groundwater,
which rose up in the soil
due to over zealous irrigation,

Nigerias New President

Please, remain calm Resident:
Just for the New President...

I can see in his tenure
That farms shall meet rich manure,
Farmers quite huge bags procure,
Less of farm losses incur,
Sick plants and animals free cure
And, first, economy, cure!

So, relax Tense Resident:
You shall have Sweet President...

One who shall fight Man's failure,
Close Office of Sinecure:
Keep saying "Not my tenure!"
Allow to stay:

• Short Farmers Poems
• Famous Farmers Poems
• Best Farmers Poems
• Read Farmers Poems
• Long Farmers Poems
• Farmers Quotes