Homespun Poems - Poems about Homespun

..."Serene is the green of the sculptured knotty pine, arms uniquely reach and none the same, with woody scent of heaven." Quote by poet Knotty pine enfold in the sate gold sun stands s......Read More

...Our once solitary pursuits led to a displaced youth, Escaping mundanity for precious new hands, Sucking face behind a homespun kissing booth, Entangled teenagers love only with consume, Candlel......Read More

... Start with potatoes, skinned and scoured Add onion and cream that has soured Season with pepper, stirring well Sprinkle in some salt and just smell! Potatoes should cook until don......Read More

...Thoughts regurgitated though repugnant, coil of self loathing tightens its noose, venal thoughts a fragmented whisper, to sabotage, undermine, disrupt, one’s frail ego under siege, wounded whisp......Read More

...CHILDHOOD GAMES bouncing a ball against a wall         conkers bashed as Autumn falls the swish of a skipping rope  hop skotch chalked in the dry nearby swings swung  high  five-stones on a......Read More

...The devil’s dry fields dirt farm, not much yields damn sun one forlorn tree shields Texas battlefields the one recline that appeals low water reveals not done no reprieve day’s sun......Read More

...I was strolling aimlessly in a park, where first month pearl leafs swirl, in a thriving suburb of rapid transport, transport by urgent deadline promise, transport by magenta sky vision, peach ti......Read More

...Mine instrument pens not to laurels win, nor scribbles it one note for foolish fun; no sentiment it scrawls with violin, on spinets old no fairy tale homespun; for Wisdom judges doodling ......Read More

...Humourist Gerrard Hoffnung from Berlin to London so homespun He created his musical cartoon to give spoofs&jokes some room......Read More

...EARLY POEMS XIX Bound by Michael R. Burch Now it is winter—the coldest night. And as the light of the streetlamp casts strange shadows to the ground, I have lost what I once found in your a......Read More

...Early Poems XVI The Beautiful People by Michael R. Burch They are the beautiful people, and their shadows dance through the valleys of the moon to the listless strains of an ancient tune. ......Read More

... “The person who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The person who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no one has ever seen before.” Albert Einst......Read More

...These are early poems of mine, written as a high school student in the 10th grade. as Time walked by by Michael R. Burch yesterday i dreamed of us again, when the air, like honey, trickled......Read More

...We were pleased to claim this land for Jesus. We raised cities that were bear free. Our faith in 'better and bigger' soared; meth fueled crime leapt still greater. Cracks appeared where a gari......Read More

...Sussanah great grandma times three a pillow puffed up on her knee with daughter Ann in cobbled Cowfair daily shaped their homespun ware such humble women ......Read More