Hereford Poems - Poems about Hereford

Muskerry Spring

...At Lough Allua, along the waterfront
One observes a turning of the tide
From river stones, which stay blunt
Are nature’s creatures, who needn’t hide

A little toad searches for anew
Commencing ...

Sounds LIke Country

...'Creak creak' says
The old rocking chair
On a tiny old wooden porch
'Aawk aawk' says
The old crow as it
Flies steadily to the north
'Cock-a-doodle-do' says
The red rooster as he clucks
The ne...

Hooves and Wheels

...Can I say this is a Friesian,
that one a Hereford?
I 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 mis...

Terminal Reef

...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: ...

A Close Reach

...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

(...

The Tragic Tale of Rosamund Clifford

...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.
...

Locomotive West

...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...

Willow Around About

...
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 ...

James Bevis

...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, 
...

Maid of Dowlais

...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 ...

A Royal Bedwarmer

...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...

Ridin' On, Alone

...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...

My Great Grandpa

...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...

Bury Me In My Jeans

..."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...

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