Playfolk Poems - Poems about Playfolk

...a Tom in the tobacco sheds, examining machinery, scrutinizing the sheafs, singing the seed songs, his spirit sight was not triggered by sudden tragedy, throughout childhood he conversed with the "playfolk" the children of eternal outdoor youth but as he grew they did not and age seemed to seperate the sense of their consanguinity, it was time to live amongst the fellow flesh to say good......Read the rest...