Loggers Poems - Poems about Loggers

...Ducks are up in the air, it is early - too much a middling. Nature lures, leads us on, the weather is wrong. Icy licked stems are surprised. Defrosting ants and marmots patch and mend, ......

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...Helpless a stump does sit suffering from decay, on the rugged part of the hillside where loggers had cut away. Glorious the trees did stand along the rocky ridge, as long as the eye could see f......

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...Ducks are flying, mild weather in February has lured them, to find and build nests. The hunters are all taken by surprise, The beavers are hard at work, patching and mending rickety dams, lo......

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...This is Epic! an epic adventure a moment of truth a wild ride Oh My God! sliding on ice still moving, still moving HAHAHAHAHA! amazing! every moment counts right into the belly of the beast......

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...It’s a romanticized picture hanging on my dining room wall, 1907 lumberjacks, one perched atop lumber stacked tall. It’s winter, and they have a sled pulled by two horses, looking bored, twel......

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...When I draw near you, the streets make grinding sounds as if we’re on an alien planet where we need huge machines to survive. When I extend myself towards you, the river emits queasy reek as......

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...My grandma was a steeple jack, Of heights she had no fear. The crowds would gather round to watch. They came from far and near, To see her swing and pirouette, Doff her hat and wave. And ......

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...These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems about the earth, climate change, global warming, extinction events, and mankind's role on an endangered world ... Polish by Michael R. Burch ......

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... How sad that there will be a day As the innocent suffer to their decay So who'll take a stand, rise proud and tall Such sadness, isn't even for us all Loggers, farmers amidst lost gen......

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...A Blue Jay flew squawking into a crown alerting all the other birds around News of coming danger ran through the stand down to the floor and across all the land The Mother Tree signaled through t......

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...Many years ago I lived in the National Forest I had over 100 rings around, each of the rings meant I was another year old. Today I am this piece of paper being written on so I may tell my life story,......

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...I walked the miles it takes Through forest’s underbrush Searching for the beautiful plant In the mountains of my birth It’s called Gensing Hunting Walking past striking wildflowers Through fe......

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...Deep within the forest span Where trees block out the sun, Where loggers chop the days away And work is never done; Where monster moose patrol the pines, And hawks soar through the sky, Y......

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...Scarred and Blackened In Tasmania’s rugged but scenic South West Lies an ancient land of pristine wilderness Protected by a World Heritage Listing An eco-system a thousand years nesting A la......

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...I came across a logging camp, not exactly what I’d planned, they said they needed a muleskinner, so I told them,”I’m your man.” Up early the very next morning, I rose to go do my task, thinki......

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