Short Arable Poems
Short Arable Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Arable by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Arable by length and keyword.
Farmer's Market mornings a parade of colourful awnings
Day dawning.. folks with a basket just awoke still yawning
Blokes fawning over what bespoke stalls are spawning
Queues peruse.. muse.. stroke & choose without warning
Arable fables & orchard parables the tables are adorning
Green lush of green
lush green is green
a leaf of language
a branch of word
a flagstone steps
Heart of the earth is free,
white flowers
Clean heart,
fine arts literature
sketching art
arable land
planting gratitude
Green is nature
cool breeze
citing cloud
loyal heart
clarity of thinking
for the future!
The year of infinity
1938 will be the year of dust storms
Arable land will pale and blow away
The ocean will turn into blocks of salt
Forests will fall, and echo in stillness
Millions of birds will fall from the sky
Parched throats drink the blood of cows
Then the weak will be victims of thirst
Then when all blood possible is drunk
When the canals in Venice are dry
There might possibly be snowfall
When all our birds have flown
and milk-weed stalks pose bare,
the katydids are all gone
and leaves scatter here and there;
why would the prince come,
laden with bundles of grain—
his arable year's sum—
and not expect to gain?
We who scoop his yield,
feast on his amplitude,
then bare his playing field,
are insulting and rude.
Please accept this check,
portion out a bit more;
lift us off this poop deck,
we most humbly implore.
This haunted man - a prisoner,
his bitter mix beneath the tongue,
tastes the outer, tastes the inner,
and gasps for breath with broken lung.
The ilk of those who should be free,
who limit more than most among
the ball and chain, the tyranny.
In all he sees, a parable
to loose the soul, to disagree.
His acre lots, though arable,
such fertile grounds yet long the plow,
both beautiful, and terrible,
was tortured then, is tortured now.