Short Harrow Poems
Short Harrow Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Harrow by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Harrow by length and keyword.
As I was walking in the snow
I met my friend of the Harrow
He struggled with the rat
That sat upon his hat
Tasting the toasted marshmallow
February 17, 2018
As I was Walking in the Snow - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : Kevin Shaw
here I'm fixed
oh, with me
here I'm fixed
into me
with a piece of love
I'm in raw handed
but, to the ripe
I harrow every step
I weave here
the net of pensive mood
I find the love
without any gap
-May 21, 2019 Chattogram
Although
it’s a hard row to hoe
a rough furrow to harrow
and a tough trench to plough
there’s many a meadow to mow
I hereby avow
and tho' it may be news to you
farmers have the need
to sow their seeds
where milkmaids milk the cows
swineherds feed their sows
and shepherds have their pie
and eat it too
in Slough now
There is a garden in every child
And every child a landscape to be filled
In every dream grows the orchid wild
In every infant the sweet self-willed
What will you plant happily today
What will you reap sadly tomorrow
How ling will the lily fragrance stay
Who will dig and plough it, and harrow?
There is a garden in every child
In every dream grows the orchid wild.
Women know which men to marry
And Normal Woman won’t tarry;
To keep praising her Sir Barry
But it’s going to be Larry,
Barry to keep giving her Garri
To keep enjoying it Larry…
And she’d keep flirting with Harry,
Who her great burdens does carry;
Ceremonial thanks to Zorro
Who in her behalf would borrow,
Promising creditors morrow
But bed-time sleeping in sorrow…
Poor Zorro who does hard soils harrow
And watch over sows that farrow.
Needle spinosity into my spine; whimper - whine, dine.
Bluntness on top of cattle heads, humans must be fed.
Spikelet tack - cork. Sage stuffing, serve with pork dead.
Hedgehogs and porcupines - sharp hairs, sharp quills.
Adam's-needle, blood drops drop. Axes - blood spills.
Chevaux-de-frise; comb a peg-tooth harrow.
Watch flights of the Spring-tooth sparrow.
Canine teeth bite the black birds, absurd.
Featheredge ones pull out,
Sharp teeth under a snout.
"I could a tale unfold
Whose lightest word would harrow up thy soul"
When these words Shakespeare wrote
Little did he think how hard they smote
The hearts of men drowning in toil
Amid gross carnage innocence to despoil
The drumbeat of bombs to bring Mosul down
The speeding bullet of a car in Westminster's town
Heartache and agony in this world abound
With life's thorns so many are crowned
It is no wonder that so many weep depressed
And pray to their God for eternal rest