Short Hoed Poems
Short Hoed Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hoed by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hoed by length and keyword.
TWILIGHT
Daylight was creeping into dusk
Yet enough light remained
To see the shadow or father
As he hoed before rain
Evelyn Pearl Anderson
Categories:
hoed, day, father, light, rain, work,
Form:
Rhyme
You till your own garden,
you sow your own seeds
You harvest the memories,
you feast on the breeze
You water those choices,
both made and unmade
Your truth deeply hoed
—veracious to lay
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)
Categories:
hoed, truth,
Form:
Rhyme
The fingered clouds beckoned forth,
And remnant regents came,
I being under scraggly force
Said " Let us begin the game."
Then lined them up and tally hoed,
(With garden on the side,)
"You call that what we are to foed?"
"I am only for the ride."
Categories:
hoed, sports,
Form:
Rhyme
A Red-Letter Day
Staid pilgrims grew leery, Thanksgiving Day,
When men came to feast, half-covered in hay.
"Where's Hester?" wives asked
And elders were tasked
To march to the barn and give her an A.
Santa Goes Truant
With trollop hand-picked and madam well-paid,
Dear Santa was truant from the parade.
He ho-hoed, "so what?
I'm old with a gut,
So do this perhaps just twice a decade."
Categories:
hoed, holiday, thanksgiving day,
Form:
Limerick
The town was having a county fair
To the event carnival came
Daddy and his brother worked
So to the carnival
They could go that day
In the fields hoed
Cotton picked
Earned a
Dime
Fun
Much joy
Excitement
Inside the tent
Animals, trapeze
Acrobats, many clowns
Someone lit a cigarette
Carelessly tossed aside match 'pon straw
Tiny spark then a flame roars_dad ran
Sponsor: Lisa Cooper~Dark Poetess
Contest:Unnamed County Fair
Double inverted Nonet
Categories:
hoed, father, history, life,
Form:
Nonet
I have pinched, pruned, planted, fertilized and even mowed...
I have dug, dressed, divided, harvested and hoed.
Then I thinned, trimmed, transplanted, sprayed, sowed and staked...
Then I wheeled, watered, weeded, rototilled and raked.
I loosened, limed and layered, that's me; gardening by the book...
But there was one thing I neglected, I was so busy I forgot to look.
My flowers were as beautiful as could be...
And I was so busy I didn't see.
TK<><
Categories:
hoed, flower, garden,
Form:
Light Verse