Long Dairy farm Poems

I was raised in one of those white nationalist churches,
passing itself off as a Christian evangelical Bible church,
where "evangelical" meant fundamental
and "fundamental" meant we did not interpret scripture
but accepted it as God's literal trans-historical Word
of...

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I’m not saying my father hated the English, God forbid. If he were still alive, he’d hate to hear me say that. He’d correct me right away and say he didn’t hate the English. Truth...

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Dot Blogs she was a buxom lass and hefty heifer too
who married Bobby Eugene Blows when she was twenty- two.
They lived upon a dairy farm alongside Boggy Creek
and milked  a hundred fresian cows …...

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True Values (Rich)


I have seen America from sea to shining sea, but have never left its sandy shores.
I’m older now, but when younger, I longed to see and light up the world.
Now, I do not...

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WoodStock - Fifty Years Ago August 15-19, 2019

I knew nary a whit about
rock n roll history
soon to unfold August fifteen –
eighteen ninety sixty nine
mollycoddled, nestled,
obliviously preoccupied

bajillion miles away
attending Baker Park Day Camp
within Phoenixville, Pennsylvania
innocently naive...

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In response to my question of, "What are you and Wilbur doing these days", Mary, who was 95, said, "We are taking old people to the doctor". I was amused and had to pause and...

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A musical throng of 400,000 strong invaded a dairy farm in New York in 1969,
 which set fire to the 70’s; but there was no chance of me being there; 
I was a good girl,...

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Jane Merchant (2)

Invalid of flesh (but not of soul),
She saw Creation whole,
And hymned the seasons come to pass
Beyond her bedroom window-glass—
December trees—and April rain-wet grass.

          ...

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I was driving down a dirt road
in New York’s backcountry, upstate,
when I came upon a dead-end
near a small dairy farm, sedate.
The farmer must have though me strange,
and inquired if I was lost,
I said,”No, I’m just...

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It was a hot summer
It was a lonely summer.
In many ways it was
Really a sad summer.
Mother with a new baby,
Dad without a job, 
First summer in Connecticut,
Far away from family, 
Far away from friends,
Far away...

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By Deb and Dane

“You need to eat real greens.” Mom alarm!
The child went for the ‘ucky Charms.

“What? You're eating sugar transformed!”
They don’t grow that on any farm!”

“You need to eat real greens.” Mom said.
Boyo reached...

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He spent the night seeking the smoke of the lucky
for the things once known:
the warm bed, the place to shower, the cup of hot coffee
and the things unknown.
He wandered deeper into the city where the...

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The rolling Greens seem so serene,
forests pristine in sunlight’s sheen,

tall, rounded peak, a rocky creek,
a red-tail’s beak, rodents he seeks,

an aged elm, rare in this realm,
stands at the helm and overwhelms,

small dairy farm of rustic...

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Family History
by Edmund Siejka

A sense of guilt
Made him search the hall closet
Until he found the old cardboard box.
 
Opening it
He stared 
At a handful of dusty photos.

He remembered Aunt Jenny,
 Who told funny stories,
How families...

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His knowledge was his untapped wellspring,
After 93 years of learning anew;
He valued knowing something about everything, 
From construction & farming, to baseball & screws. 

Early in life, a dairy farm taught him, 
To think on...

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She was a bookworm of the most finicky kind  
reading every day with a book always in reach 
at the thrifty store the books were all consigned
she rebuffed discriminately with slow impeach 
and rebuked...

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Antelope.

A springbok runs fast on the savanna avoiding
lions and other predators, but ultimately it is
destined to become food for slayers and thus
 useful. Going back two and a half million years, 
my African ancestors too...

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Another one for Andrea D.

Imagine a vast vat of liquid
Covering 5 football fields
33 feet deep in manure
Think of the energy yields

When big piles are seen
Of manure all green
Most people just see piles of crap
But if...

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A man from the "Land of the Midnight Sun,"
Where the fjords rose and the sky danced around.
He set sail on a ship at sea,
While a twinkling star bore the name "Sandra Jean."

Although He had not...

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Different strokes for different folks 
I've done a lot of different things in life 
from working on a farm lifting bale of hay
to working in a factory making chocolate

I remember I spent a weekend 
weeding...

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In the morning light, a milk bottle stands,
A relic of bygone days, in my trembling hands.
Embossed with nostalgia, a link to the past,
From the dairy farm, where memories last.

As a little girl, I'd wait with...

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Down in the puddle of a Pig pen hole, 
Caught me a Fish with a garden Mole. 
The Fish got battered by a chip shop man, 
Ate it for supper watching Jackie Chan. 
 
Chan...

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So here is a "Story as it was told" Of a Cow who strayed across the road! 
on the outskirts of a small country town. Away from the Brown's Dairy Farm, 
and her little Red...

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When I was growing up in Wisconsin, dairy farms were everywhere.  It was always fun visiting my aunt and uncle's dairy farm, even though they put me to work.  For many years the...

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Woodstock wild is what the musicians knew
Plain dairy farm in New York, reservation due.
I was too young, alas, or I would have been there.
Loving the music, the ambiance, wild as old dog hair.

Midriffs showing, the...

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