Gunny Sack Poems - Poems about Gunny Sack

...The summer sun scorches flower and grass, dust has filled up every cranny and crack. The humidity has climbed near the top, it’s hotter’n two cats in a gunny sack. The dog’s under the porch wit......Read the rest...

...With the hot summer sun beating down, leaving blisters on our necks and back. Walking through those swift murky currents, just you‘n me, and a gunny sack. Dipping our heads below the surface, ......Read the rest...

...There are many kinds of wars some make you die some make you cry when your far away suffused in gunpowder, you learn to live and lie A red letter day arrived, their baby was born blue, cold and......Read the rest...

...Her confidence introduced her by walking into every room first. Wearing lipstick and eye shadow like Barbra Streisand’s from the sixties. It would have looked ridiculous on all the rest of us. We ......Read the rest...

...If ever I had to have a country victim of pedophily-LXXXV (Note : Fresh disclosures from the Catholic Church on the subject made public by protesting Mothers of infants victims of pedophily a......Read the rest...

...MAN My eyes are puffed and wrinkled And I have a triple chin. My hair, with grey, is sprinkled And, in parts, has grown quite thin. My stomach is extending And where once was a six pack Ther......Read the rest...

...An old Point Man phoned, “Do ya think you can do it?. Driving doggies and cows from the flanks of Mt. Stewart?" Fattened on grass for a year they had stayed. “Move a river of horns down to Yaki......Read the rest...

...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY - LXXXII for Carlos Bousoño, the eminent Spanish critic, poet and professor who maintained that if you don't like the "humorist", you're not likel......Read the rest...

...Yesterday the sun rose slowly Over the lake glimmering glistening, quietly, The calm wind took a wink at the blue jay softly Flying over the fragrant pine trees and allowed the sun to Burn in the......Read the rest...

...I thought I had gotten away from this part of my childhood, but I turned at lettuce and ran into my cousin Linden in the grocery store last Thursday. He was delighted and dragged me back to their ......Read the rest...

...Blue-checkered curtains are faded, and drawn,.. after years since she made them, from gunny-sack cloth The Singer, long idle, now gathers more dust, with its needle still threaded, and the t......Read the rest...

...Burlap and satin went to the dance It was held at the old Fisher Barn Burlap wore a fine Gunny sack Adorned with a drawstring of yarn Satin sported a shimmery weave Trimmed with buttons of gol......Read the rest...

...Born here girl, I swear I’m never coming back, Too light town got lost beside a railroad track, Rhythm of the rails inside my gunny sack, There may be no cure for what it is I lack, Promises to b......Read the rest...

...A barefoot boy on an old dirt road Kicking dust up as he went His lips all puckered, whistling a tune He was happy and content He carried a bucket by the bail Had a cane pole on his back And......Read the rest...

...A gunny sack was full of bleached skulls. What now ? Do I attend the auction of mortal wounds in hidden valley of dust ? The arsenal of seductive weapons was a snub to your culture when the fall of e......Read the rest...