Pioneers Poems - Poems about Pioneers

Aside from its indigenous natives when those there United States (home of the braves) were first settled by white colonists and pioneers it was advertised with a carrot (not a torch) held by copper-sheathed Lady Liberty with book candle (no bell) française est elle with the slogan 'Land of the Free' propaganda of the day it's enough to make one sick as today there's far less...

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Hey there little one Toddling ‘round your parents’ feet Not yet knowing who you are A whole wide world to meet You have Nobility - Heroes’ blood pumps in your heart Martyrs, warriors and pioneers Are part of who you are Both your grandfathers Served honorably in the military Tom was in the Marine Corps I was a UN Peacekeeper in the Army Fred Halliday served, Himself...

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Horsepower David J Walker It occurs to me that while Horses can run Could they actually pull a Rocketship past the moon Headed to the sun? Apollo 11, for instance, And just for fun Is said to have had 32 million horsepower As if each one Was Harnessed with leather straps And brightly polished brass bells And as the crowd swells off they run At the crack...

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Compelled by growth in time Hoping to arrive in a matter of time Away from the land they know They left for a land they know Thousands of miles away The vast lands all lay Clothed by the greens of nature Inhabited by bands of creatures Out of this must come That which must be a home Great was the task in hand Great...

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I'll show you where hell is Just follow me Its down this path called "The Right Road" In this wrong world, there's one in every city Tho a dangerous place to be alone, you wont find any pity Just trust in me now and we're half-way there So we need to lock our doors, to...

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When I was a kid on the bus, I looked at all that surrounded us, out the window I always gazed seeing old fields, half-trees, half-hay, beyond them rose a forest wall, maples and pines, stately and tall, past that rose a line of low hills, I could never really get my fill. My mind imagined trekking there, discover mysteries if I dare, what awaited...

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Compelled by growth in time Hoping to arrive in a matter of time Away from the land they know They left for a land they know Thousands of miles away The vast lands all lay Clothed by the greens of nature Inhabited by bands of creatures Out of this must come That which must be a home Great was the task in hand Great...

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The trail along which we now ride Was made by folks with visions bold, A westward moving human tide, Who nurtured dreams of farms or gold. From the promise of day’s first light, Through somber sand and sage, they rode In savage heat and gelid night, Bound for the distant Mother Lode. Their deep grooved ruts are now obscure Along the winding desert track Where...

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Echos of long past haunt my thoughts as the verdant valley stretches before my light dazzled eyes I imagine the pioneers forging ahead and what I see now are the remains of these trails they forged marked as wagon wheels indelebley upon the ground I imagine the women in their hooded coverings stirring up pots of baked beans but Annie Oakley probably was never indited for stooping to that low the wild west...

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