Produce Poems - Poems about Produce

... A reminder for us adults…a lesson, as children, we were taught… A lesson, unfortunately, through the years…some of us have forgot. As she sat upon his lap her lips began to quiver and tears fel......Read More

... When the sunlight does not produce a shadow I long for a calm and freshening luster mellow Since sleeplessness has turned into my nemesis Resurge back after a pause and start as ......Read More

... I was was born in Ottawa, Canada and have lived here all my life and have never wanted to leave. It is a beautiful city rich in historic architecture. It is located where two rivers meet, t......Read More

...LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE VI On the Horns of a Dilemma (I) by Michael R. Burch Love has become preposterous for the over-endowed rhinoceros: when he meets the right miss how the hell c......Read More

...the long view We, humans, live to kill; we murder something every day Take breakfast. we eat birds’ embryos by the millions And eat the milk the calf should have for a healthy life And the ......Read More

...I am writing a song with a familiar rhythm busting in my vein .I am writing a song with a familiar rhythm planted in the violin strings, and the base line is running thousand miles with ashes, rum an......Read More

... Do not produce children telepathic hypochondriac... don't transform girls in symptomatic blind don't do women changed functions think of the wounds Like splenic roses But oh don't for......Read More

... today i will wander to the brothel those divine friends of Jesus where i will intercourse with the ladies in my growing Spanish write some lines to ponder while they wash clothes and bathe i ......Read More

...super bloom deep desert rains hills wear capes of bright bluebells ~ baby-blue-eyes quilts poppy crucible canyons cradle blue lupine ~ flowers paint deserts golden sunflowers sup......Read More

... oh prunus spinosa you are my delight oh prunus spinosa flowering so white to see this thorn maturing in the autumn hue makes my heart want to sing so full of fruit, deep blue but there......Read More

... Both enchanting and beautiful you are, my Juliet Rose sitting in a rose meadow you never decompose With exceptional health and vigor you bloom in rare you really are quite exuberant, you ......Read More

...In hen house light there shines a single beam. I sleep walk--not so sure this is a dream. I hear the soft, low clucking that is sound of meditating chickens in this den of peaceful souls. They, t......Read More

...If I had wings I'd outdo unfortunate Icarus and soar up to the highest stratosphere. Buoyant, I'd defy gravity and glide over the loftiest snow tipped mountains, or slide headfirst towards some d......Read More

...Oh how difficult it is to find purpose Longing for the day I find mines The truth of all this wandering I can't seem to find my own Own way of life, own way of knowing Of the times that make me ......Read More

...Immeasurable is the growth possible in being understood An acorn takes decades to produce usable hardwood A pupil of hard lessons am I, just as anyone else should Professors in my life range from ......Read More