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Farm Prose Poems

These Farm Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Farm. These are the best examples of Prose Farm poems written by international poets.


My own personal updates part two Q and A
Q:  As of May 2025 who will start having to use real identification cards cause their 
      regular cards...

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Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,



War on Thistle
A yellow notice on the gate with bold letterhead states
Noxious Weed Commission and then, in smaller red print, declares: 
Demand Notice to Remove Thistle.

This notice is a sudden smack behind the noggin. 
Bringing attention to a purple, spiky blossom 
on top of an orb wound tightly around a ball of seeds, 
swaying in the breeze and heeding this question:
What did you do?

To make the County use its bureaucratic might 
and declare thistle plants a blight, a public nuisance 
worthy of persecution.  And any resistance will cause 
an appearance before a judge who'll levy 
fines and imprisonment.
What did you do?

Shock begins to wane and reason filters into the brain;
this thistle, that goats devour like its a treat,
it explodes into a cotton suite that birds 
use...

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Categories: prose, farm,

Premium Member Thoroughbreds
The two year old mahogany stallion's nostrils flared out
mist in the cool April morning, his veins prominent, his
sweat frothy on his regal neck and muscular...

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Categories: 7th grade, 8th grade,

The Battered Trail
The morning starts with a sudden glow and without warning the wind began to blow, running down the beaten path howling and growling and pulling...

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Categories: bereavement, business, change, city,

Premium Member Dottie Waits for her Opportunity
Dottie had been looking past the relatives for sixteen days
Staring out the window, at the pasture, seeing angels
They motioned for her to come, but she...

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Categories: prose, death,



President Joe Biden's great Red Chinese American farm lands sale etc Q and A and commentary part one
Q:   Why is President Joe Biden selling American farmland to Red China, fully
       realizing they can seize...

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Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,

Premium Member Treasured People And Properties

Lots of people were once scattered throughout those farmlands.
But now nearly all those farm hands and sharecroppers are gone.
But in my heart and mind, there's...

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Categories: childhood, farm,

Premium Member On the Banks of the Potomac
We were accustomed to being in the military living in the
barracks, having inspections and following the rules.
Yet, at summer's zenith, my sweetheart and I and...

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Categories: prose, 8th grade, 9th grade,

Premium Member Family Moment's
Remember (smiling) when:
You, me, the children then
Being out on the farm.

We were out tumbling in the yard, 
We had all tumbled so much
The fun we...

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Categories: children, emotions, family, farm,

Premium Member Shadows Calling A
Leaking through the worn, gray boards, like a trickle from a dream. Where gentle thoughts raised prayers through the loft, tiers spilled out tears, remembering...

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Categories: prose, animal, appreciation, beautiful, blessing,

Premium Member Gardening In Iowa
I grew up in a small rural Iowa town
my parents were spawn of farmers
we had “farms” out in the country
we did not live on them...

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Categories: prose, farm,

Premium Member My Birthplace As a Poem
I was was born in Ottawa, Canada and have lived here all my life and have 
never wanted to leave.  It is a beautiful...

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Categories: prose, city, home,

Premium Member A Pack Of Six
A group of animals very close to a strawberry farm was spotted by a female fairy, one early evening.  She was delighted for seeing,...

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Categories: food, friendship, pets,

Premium Member Obsessive About Male Peacocks
I saw peacock feathers stuck in fences when I was a child.
The farm next to my grandparents raised peacocks.
They were the prettiest colors of purple...

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Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,

Premium Member A Cold Morning In Iowa
It is a cold morning in Iowa 
Not bitter like January knife wind days
But cool enough for a jacket
I wish I had brought one out...

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Categories: prose, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,


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