Farming Poems - Poems about Farming

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

...We have a choice, On how many children will turn out, And by throwing the parents under a bus, For the Wolves and Jackals to fight over, The outcome for the children will always be the same. W......Read the rest...

...Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowled......Read the rest...

... In a small village in the green valleys of the Peak District, Sarah gave birth to a son, after a decade of trying for a child with her husband, Peter B Perfekt. It was a joyful occasion for the fa......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nick Tipton lived a quiet life, west Kentucky, in rolling hills; been farming there for ten years, all according to his own will. This simple li......Read the rest...

...I think at first perhaps she pitied me With my fumbling teenaged kissing But to her as a separated mother I provided some love she was missing. She risked her very reputation. I, perhaps, riske......Read the rest...

...Have you ever sat or laid down Deep in thoughts that float Into your mind and your imagination Creates a movie What if those thoughts made you think About your ancestors and what kind of life......Read the rest...

...George was sitting in his favorite chair looking out his favorite window. He lived in an old farm house that his wife Betty and he enjoyed throughout the years. George was a farmer and loved growing......Read the rest...

... An anti-resolvent-fume- of-infest-chokes-out-integral-yield of humanity. Thick as molasses, blackstrap morass of emnity. Blight is apathy, and apathy is blight. A Void, a claim farmi......Read the rest...

...Agriculture's way of taking care of its people through farming the land......Read the rest...

... You are a garden once bloomed, supple brightness now withered and cold, lost to the eyes, gaunt succumbed to the reclusive catacombs from the daylight and Sun. Lost in the echoes of a f......Read the rest...

... Davos visiting prostitute spends her unbeknownst last hours wide eyed in a strange new World. As she smiles to her John, a BlackRock Assassin, who watches his boss approach the stage......Read the rest...

...Rod Andersons Speech, Kerry Valley protest 2012... I want to be clear, i don’t want to be arrested today. I’ve bee......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time In May, in the landscape where I used to live, dainty light green buses appeared, seemed to have no roots, fragile, pure sea air, in a temporary material form Then, one morning, ......Read the rest...

... an actor he was typecast a soldier hit by a blast but as of right now he milks a sad cow farming a dramatic past. ......Read the rest...