Hocks Poems - Poems about Hocks

...The sun was rising high in the east over the town of Milton creek It was the eighteenth day of December, the start of Christmas week All the store fronts were decorated; it was a colourful sigh......Read the rest...

...Get i right or don't do it at all stand straight up bounce back when you fall keep your eyes on the prize go for what you know regcogize your obstacles let everyone know Twelve hocks thre......Read the rest...

...would be star hocks his guitar needs ticket home......Read the rest...

...Morning mist over Molly`s, a late August gold haze. Crossing hay fields of Danville, Cabot`s meadows and maze. A spoon dips the honey, apple cinnamon rolls, sippy ......Read the rest...

...Raw pain cries, from inside out. The frozen nighttime rain continues With a whispered willow’s throw; Dangling verbs, wording their amusement. Black sheath ever marching, Grown to cover blan......Read the rest...

...These are poems about starlight and moonlight, moons and stars, dreams and visions, illuminations and intimations … Will There Be Starlight by Michael R. Burch Will there be starlight to......Read the rest...

...Thank you for today, live and gleeful, It's about the baby full of youth, Born somewhat not the portal, Although a star signed by truth. Given to many, not just a few, Shepherd common attended......Read the rest...

...Age is only a spec of influence, To dipping a heart in a Ocean That the enlightened walk away from. But only a dual meeting, A soul tickled, Causing long looks to Fatigable accounts ......Read the rest...

...Winter by Michael R. Burch The rose of love's bright promise lies torn by her own thorn; her scent was sweet but at her feet the pallid aphids mourn. The lilac of devotion has felt the wi......Read the rest...

...A family of nine sisters, none named the way the names could have fit. They started out with three flowers, and thought it wise to continue it. Our last name so plain, Daddy argued. Daisy, Fern an......Read the rest...

...Today there are no eyes on me, a puzzling curiosity! Whilst riding through the town most days so many eyes are wont to gaze - admirers of my fine fetlocks; my handsome withers, hooves and hock......Read the rest...

...Step Into Starlight by Michael R. Burch Step into starlight, lovely and wild, lonely and longing, a woman, a child . . . Throw back drawn curtains, enter the night, dream of his kiss ......Read the rest...

...Mary, Mary how contrary why does your garden grow? with old tin cans and frying pans and muddy boots all in a row. Car piled high with spider's webs Their spindly smiles, their lovely legs. C......Read the rest...

...Skip counting Roundabout-ing Happy shouting Down spouting Teeth clenching Arm wrenching Mean inching Plain lynching Day signals bright Bees pure delight One two three are right We turn......Read the rest...

...marmalade ham hocks roasting in a pan smells of it wafting through the kitchen landing in the living room tantalizing me salivating glands eager appetite anticipating hot buttered rolls wit......Read the rest...