Pastured Poems - Poems about Pastured

...Bethlehem nights were far colder than the bright sunlit days, as creatures in the stable were taken out to graze. The ox, the ass, the donkey, and the mule were pastured out to earn their ke......Read the rest...

...By Your mercy, Lord I’m secured Your providence can’t be measured You’ve placed me in a stable job For my needs and for all my love Divine protection is assured. For transgressions, I know I’m......Read the rest...

...*Image of Horses Nature by Pixabay. Some Paradise Where Horses Go "Somewhere, somewhere in time's own space There must be some sweet pastured place Where creeks sing on and t......Read the rest...

...In late summer. They walked along the red brick sidewalk. The bricks sunk into the ground, long ago. Leaving grass and red patches, to show. Branches from the apple tree, hung low. They picked a......Read the rest...

...They pursued it with vigor, they pursued it with crass They hunted with valor and hope They proceeded with a dose of good Knightly sass They chased it with tackle and rope Now King Arthur decla......Read the rest...

...Yawning eyes, a window to my soul Breathless whys, that follow into my eye-hole Gradually fading into the mirror Hurried air lifted me nearer There I soar over a continuum of water Dovetailed an......Read the rest...

...Even then, as herds of winds pastured on boundless water; - Even then, as mountains began to shake, the earth cracked, and by the rough, sharp as swords blades of grass various monsters started c......Read the rest...

...Now sometimes a person says I love you with the love of the Lord. We are not sure whether it’s the love of the Lord because sometimes people have motives behind. If you have lived long enough, you ......Read the rest...

...And the word flew forth from the parapet gleaning as it went Flying through the history the sounding had been sent Touching, rolling, reaching strong It was matter, spoken song Everything is made......Read the rest...

...I arrive early for the meeting. Row upon row of chairs face forward, like a flock of sheep, nose to tail, waiting for a shepherd. My grandmother raised sheep, cows, pigs, geese, and children.......Read the rest...

...Fragile the stems numbered in their days That dance in spring, in the falling rays Above the hills weathered softly by a mist When shone the first morning light of bliss. That 'tween ......Read the rest...

...A Letter to Mr. Frost I walked again with Mr. Frost ‘cross dew dampened lea quietly gave thanks to him just for inviting me. I gazed at leaf and tree and limb the beauty that he saw in th......Read the rest...

... Part 3 9th Delerium: Emptyness Water wheels in wastelands... turning, drowning relics in the slum Rumpled rags of fashioned burlap... burning, lit by bandits blind and dumb Pastured......Read the rest...

...Soft, the powdery feet Scamper now along the street Blanketed in sleet White socked windy feet Stretched under winter's soft sheet Of ice thin deceit Soft now the winds bleat And stagger t......Read the rest...

...A Hundred Equine Hot salty drops trickled into my mouth. The sun had changed my brown flesh to bright red. Reflected brilliance passed through squinting eyes. Faint, I rested in shade eating sw......Read the rest...