Long Baling Poems

"Monsters in My Head"



the small gods
inside of us
worry too much

they speak in tongues
that never know the 
depth of what is real or not 

for tongues 
they never think
they just have a taste for blood

trading gossip...

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Ponytails and blue jeans 
Sat at Papaw's knee, 
Watching as he whittled 
On old branches from a tree. 
    And while he talked of cowboys 
And big old Texas ranches, 
He trimmed...

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Blueberry and cherry, and home-made apple pie,
Country girls bake them, the apple of your eye;
Each pie’s got a number—which one will you choose?
Look at all those country girls, looking right at you.

It’s a Pie-Supper Summer,...

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In the heat of July, 
While bringing in the hay, 
He gave her a baling wire ring, 
And this is what he had to say... 

     “Someday I’ll put a diamond,...

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Baling hay
On the most hot day of the summer
Was when the hay fields were ready to cut
The smell of the fresh cut hay is something you never forget.  As the tractor runs along the...

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What a confusing time that was, I had to grow up quick
Its was fun being a child, but we took a lot of stick.
There was no money, as most of us can say
But we did...

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He knew a world of lesser life,
"miles from here and everywhere," he'd often quip.
He sat in a swing hung from chains, soaking up nature
after the fence mending and baling of hay was done.
Time to untangle...

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GGH 1917-1991

He worked so hard to provide
Baling hay and plowing
Hauling hay to the barn
Feeding cows or sowing

He never seemed to tire back then
He always found time to play
Hunting ‘coons or riding horses
He loved to do...

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BALING  HAY

                We three are farmer girls primarily.
           ...

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Gather round while I spin a yarn
  'bout a young gal, grew up in a barn
With horses and cows, she had her own stall
  She loved taking care of them, most of all

She'd...

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It's the big moments in life that most people remember,
But it's the moments in between which we should dwell upon.
Our lives are memories that can be very tender.
Thy only happen once and, in an instant,...

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He was born in the Georgia clay
 drank sweet tea everyday	                       
It was...

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Base can enter my spirit voice
to come out from the feet of my legs.
My artillery may sloop and head may die.
The world is about to kill myself,
It has already crown myself.
A range that amour gurgling...

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They haven’t come for many weeks
the men who mow my grass
at level 4 in lock-down too
they haven’t had the chance
to venture out,
the price too high,
their bubble they can’t break
but honestly paspalum gunk
is hard for me...

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Sawing logs, one after another
Into two feet lengths
Just for the specific purpose
Of standing them up on the ground
Awaiting the iron axe
That will create a comforting
Roaring fire in the hearth
Come this winter’s cold

Canning fruits and vegetables
To...

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Rubber bands 
 and baling twine 
 hold tight; taut 
 from the endless pull 
 of raw nerves 
 condemned 
 to a gilded cage
 of emptiness. 
 Too much silly putty
 daubed in...

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Waters rise, engulf the land and other ruses
we devise to block their flow, to stem the tides.
Anxious, we are left to ride the waves
on fragile barques bereft of sails.
Such flimsy arks (mere barrel staves
and baling...

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You wouldn't believe what I've been thro' lately,
I'm supposed to be on holiday, okay
but not okay - recovering from an operation,
was not my idea of any decent elation.

Then there were other things if not enough,
sometimes...

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Every defeat and sorrow takes a chunk of heart
time spent bridging cracks-soothing scars.

Infrequent visits to overgrown graves
cackling to a God that never answers back
navigating second hand soulmates-third rate jobs 
dusting off old habits to fill...

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Held together with baling wire
the smaller bits of life
hang like chaff
then float away
on the dawn’s whisper
of each drowning day.

Be prepared to salvage
one savored moment
amidst the fall of drops 
your hurricane life provides;

slung with a force of...

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