Silo Poems - Poems about Silo

...My car-ride silence is not judging you; maybe me, but certainly and more generously unconditionally not angry or shaming or blaming you for unpardonable sins against sainted me. With you ......Read the rest...

...I just finished flipping the calendar to March I keep a paper one hanging on my kitchen wall despite everything being digital I’m old school some would say How is it each day I’m at work every ......Read the rest...

...When ‘He’ decides to destroy one and all I’ll spend my last day in this old snooker hall My cue in one hand and a beer in the other I’ll play my last game with my dad and my brother ......Read the rest...

...Microlight When they appeared, we were like, “What …the?” motorcycles dangling from multi-coloured wings, animated comic book scene blond wisps racing at leisure in deliberate mid-morning bree......Read the rest...

...Red hot and cool Green peace passions bring us to this sacred synergetic EarthTime More dialogue regenerative when cooperative so more redundantly competitive when endless debate degenerativ......Read the rest...

...Written in the 1960s --- While speeding through the countryside one cool October day I slowed to contemplate a massive tree. It wasn’t long until I once again was on my way, But “wonder” soon......Read the rest...

...She whips and whirrs, wild and wanton Gaia’s grasses nearly come out of the earth She is in a frenzy, stirring things up and away At first it is scarves and paper plates, then there is an eerie ca......Read the rest...

...The squeak of rubber is the crunch of snow Under the steps of my winter boots As I walk through the Below Zero And when the day breaks The air itself is as white as if One is looking through m......Read the rest...

...If you don't love dogs, you probably won't like this poem...my wife and I DO! Can’t believe I used to think - when I was very young - that dogs made poorer pets than cats and birds! It wasn’t l......Read the rest...

...The one time before they had brought me along - to this cabin - to fish on this lake...this primitive structure that Leo - Dad's granddad - had constantly threatened to sell... I was a toddler...Fat......Read the rest...

...Augur Auger David J Walker It was all in the spelling Actually An e here or a u there And the foreshadowing’s Changed in strange Rearrangements After all, as a young augur What was ......Read the rest...

... Should hearts obey man or God? This is so dirt simple — Two sheaf ears in a pacifist pod Fear thee anthem thunder more than the firmament lightning rod? There’s no question which......Read the rest...

... Every flower has its own color With annual observation, this we springtime discover Give a womb kernel cede of acknowledgment To the spectrum birthright of each other We are all o......Read the rest...

... As the ink dries swiftly, peer into the invisible thoughts these poet eyes see Blink blink The world is on the brink, following dire voices that speak darkly Many underg......Read the rest...

...There’s a place called The Lane, that time forgot. In the center of towering green trees sits a survivor of time, one lone ruin, a stone silo. Specter of the farm that once graced......Read the rest...