Short Country Poems
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Gentlemen, free freedom
Perpetual detainee it is
Release freedom to its natural home
That sovereign country of nowhere
Form:
I feel like a failed organ transplant
In this country, in this world
But it’s deeper than that
In my body, in my mind
seeking a new view
traveling on country roads
hoping to find what?
instead stumbling upon you
happy for the connection
At 1 B.C.
In a country of lonely,
Felt bare in me, Holy;
As a mother,
In covenant style,
Came forth a little child –
A paradise
You enter the country
Someone will follow you
And kill you gently
In a dark alley
Paradise never was so relaxed
Form:
Long time!
Long time ago
I had not seen you
Turned memories..
Of childhood
Ah! Oh! Bless you! How old!
Country road.
when its hot
i sweat a lot
on the country side
where it open wide
we walk and talk
the beat very complete
BARE FEET
Stuck up brat,
Always has to be in control,
Ready to eat all the time,
A control-freak,
Has to listen to country music.
Stuck up brat,
Always has to be in control,
Ready to eat all the time,
A control-freak,
Has to listen to country music.
in another state
or another country
anywhere but here
i want to travel
not just pictures on the net
i want adventure
Artist Fred Cuming often did sketch
en plein air he would stretch
Into the country to escape
painting his local landscape
You
In the middle
Of a one track mind
You
For whom
This train is waiting
Me
So corny
My ears are sprouting silk
do we need his
will i excisr
will be strong fist
should it be dis miss
this country fot all
the bad will fall
THE WALL
Reba McEntire
A red-haired country spitfire.
One of country music's queens,
You can also see her on the T.V. screen.
9/25/12
Naija police
Political partisan
Soul as tattered as vestment
Lost in country confusion
Kill to eat
Cannibalism of self
From pirouettes to guitar frets
ballet to country crooners
Enchanted elegance poached
by bluegrass sand-duners
its country town
Not to many people around
There is a him mill
We take a chill pill
Go to part at the
Church on the HiLL
an actor he was typecast
a soldier hit by a blast
but as of today
he's out mowing hay
farming a dramatic past.
farewell
stepping down
less one this ticket
empathy for our country
the torch is passed, age has revealed its sly self
Unelected billionaire,
Puppeteering the POTUS...
Money-stringing corruption:
A democratic country,
Lunching its democracy:-
The bamboo reeds away in the
elusive wind,
as the sun rolls down on the country side,
The townspeople look on with pride.
The thief had nothing
Darkness a foreign country
Desire made him bold
The moon a true mendicant
The thief a false supplicant
We go to battle
Shoulder to shoulder,
for our freedom
our country
our beliefs
our equality.
We give our lives for
Life.
Form:
midsummer sunset
dad's tractor
parked for the night
Published in Bottle Rockets Press #48
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Country,gospel,classical,rock....
drive the herd, lead the flock,
hot bath and vodka,decent read,
superior time...yes indeed!