Hereford Poems - Poems about Hereford

...Can I say this is a Friesian, that one a Hereford? Lived so long in a town and can say I have forgotten my recollection as I wander in streets among cars and bikes. And yet am I so much missi......Read More

...Like water… fear seeks its own level Rich or poor it wades through our consciousness Driving us inward toward sirens of darkness Shrilling the moment —with lyres of doubt (Hereford Inlet: ......Read More

...Raising thoughts and emotion, the mainsail was set Heading into the wind of tomorrow unmet All stays are in place, with tiller held fast Reaching for glory —the doldrums have passed (......Read More

...The Tragic Story of Rosamund Clifford By some urge to learn more, beckoned, I read up the life of Henry the Second. With Thomas Becket he picked a bone. This well known fact I'll leave alone. ......Read More

...Straight moves the locomotive train miles Traveling over desert flatland forging ahead, Coal steam engine Number 9 chug, chug, chug, Sound waves rolls through, satisfying sensation is said. Locom......Read More

... Willow Around About: Upon the cutting of a willow tree on a traffic roundabout in Hereford 2016. The Willow weeped for the loss of her City Proud City, rural trading City The World ......Read More

...James has been to three Paralympics, Including Rio, and in 2012 in London, He won a bronze in the mixed sticks, Of the 10 metre air rifle SH2 prone. He qualified for that final with a max, ......Read More

...Squared shoulders sporting a feathered hat, She sure-stepp’d through the mud without slippage. Caring not a whit that she stopped both Horse carriage and his beating heart. Disdain Enhanced her ......Read More

...Who will buy my lovely oranges I am a whore in the bed of Charles II Nell Gwynn is my name from Hereford I come Beauty I have money have none. Acting is my forte yet I must wait my turn The stage is......Read More

...Ridin' down into the canyon Looking for some strays I chanced to think about The passing of the days. Been chasing after cattle Seems a mighty long time And all those days I ain't be able To......Read More

...Great Grandpa Zerbst, I wish was here I'd like him still around He had a herd of Hereford cows His farmin' sense was sound He passed away when I was young I'd only seen him twice But even though his......Read More

..."I've rode the range now fer nigh on sixty years, Brandin' dogies and ropin' them wily Hereford steers. When I come to the end of the trail, I don't want no big scenes. Boys, jes' wrap me in my ho......Read More