Short Haystacks Poems
Short Haystacks Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Haystacks by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Haystacks by length and keyword.
K'ómoks
Mountains like haystacks—
Pearly hills stretching over
A nestled city
J.R. Dawson aka 'Yiska' © 2014
Categories:
haystacks, beautiful, city, imagery, mountains, nature, snow,
Form:
Haiku
Cicada chirp
vibration.
Comes an image
of heat, sweat, sweet clover
and haystacks that itch.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ for Laura McKenzie's contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Categories:
haystacks, history, seasons,
Form:
Free verse
Haystacks and poplars
Rivers and views
Gardens and lilies
with abstract hues-
these impressions ..I choose
Claude Monet 1840-1926 (Water Lilies series 1923-1925)
Categories:
haystacks, art, people, places
Form:
Narrative
The field stretched across the plains
like a sea of yellow sunrays
glistening off the peaks
of little hills of haystacks
dancing and floating across the fields
On a throne of wheat and wearing
a golden crown.
to honor the fertile ground
of reds and brown.
Categories:
haystacks, adventure, beautiful, beauty, bible, blessing, god, nature,
Form:
Free verse
A quirky young farmer named Ted
Used haystacks instead of a bed.
His wife in due course
Applied for divorce
'For that was the last straw!' she said.
31.08.19
'Make Me Laugh Limerick Contest Poetry Contest' sponsored by Tania Kitchin
syllable count : 88558
Categories:
haystacks, humor, word play,
Form:
Limerick
Splendiferous skies
Sunflower sunrise
haystacks of lilacs
pastel daisies play
with robins and jays
fragrant grass finds
bunny behinds
cotton lambs coo
earth's lush rebirth
a spring dream
until my
face hits a
clinging
bug filled
web
3/09/21
Poem of the Day
3/11/21
Categories:
haystacks, animal, insect, nature,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
A fragrance, the tangy dagger
of plums down a road,
sugary kisses on teeth,
juices of life, seeping through fingers,
in sweet ripening flesh,
of meadows, haystacks, the hungry
hiding places in vast houses,
of long forgotten mattresses, wild green valley
glanced from aloft, through a secret window:
all of adolescence burns and drowns,
like a lamp dying down in rain.
***
February 21, 2017
Categories:
haystacks, love, memory, youth,
Form:
Free verse
Monet strayed from trees and haystacks on this canvas
kept his signature clouds and barely touching strokes
verdent grass is speckled a lot like Cezanne would do
the muted colors fairly yell Monet to the connoisseur
woman’s shadow is perfection, as is her green umbrella
lifting this admirer’s hazel eyes from top to bottom
was this lady an unrequited love or possibly his mother?
Monet was never one to tell, so no one knows
Categories:
haystacks, art,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Flying carefree on the breeze
Colored leaves full of sun
Glint joyously as they twirl
Like pages falling
From my book of life
Celebrating-
Reminding me of when
I was young
Carefree, just a wisp
Treading barefoot
Along gravelly roads
When days were long
And I - all alone
Would leap off haystacks
Just me –and the wind
Blue skies, clouds
And imaginary things
Until sunset beckoned
It is time- you must go home.
© Brenda V Northeast 2010 rewrite- 24th Jan 2012
Categories:
haystacks, adventure, allegory, childhood, life, seasons, me,
Form:
Free verse
Down in Hillbilly Hollow, under the silver moon,
Rustlin' leaves and hootin' owls, playin' a country tune.
Haystacks high, and the creek runs low,
Life rolls by, nice and slow.
Dirt road windin', bend to bend,
Kin and friends 'round every end.
Old guitars strummin', hear the sound,
Laughter echoes, love abounds.
Barefoot dances, by the old barn door,
Stories told, of legends yore.
In Hillbilly Hollow, hearts are full,
Under starlit nights, life's beautiful.
Categories:
haystacks, guitar, music,
Form:
Lyric
Torn, tattered, tainted,
my Book of Shadows
Travels with me,
from cities to meadows
Drawings included;
demons and rainbows
Spells introduced,
between haystacks and cornrows
Too frequented to be dusty,
fingerprints galore
Weathered in delight,
my personal grimoire
Some may find it spooky,
but to me, I adore
Empty pages wait for me,
what do they have in store
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
''W'' New Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Categories:
haystacks, appreciation,
Form:
Rhyme