Stockyards Poems - Poems about Stockyards

... Back of the stockyards, over 100 years ago Immigrants were easy prey, as many now know Landlords would slap paint over rat-infested dwellings then twirling their moustaches......

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...Juveniles are likely the ones to do something stupid when the police are in pursuit. Climbing on railcars, parked where the lumber yard and stockyards are served, on a late spring evening as a self-i......

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...Time and Change There's an old abandoned farmhouse I passed the other day, With broken down old stockyards and a shed of rotting hay. Thistles growing cornfield high among the......

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...Dan, Dan is the man that tells all. He lets us know the world, is upside down, and turned around. He lets us know it is on fire in one place and flooding in another. Dan walks the beach......

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...The tracks long abandoned now weeds growing between their rails tracks that once brought sheep and cows thousands of workers with lunch pails The stockyards closed 'bout seventy-one tech......

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...Once "City of Big Shoulders," Stockyards and industrial concerns: A man's self-worth measured By muscle and energy burned. Today the stockyards are shuttered, The Face of Livelihoods ch......

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...LIFE AND LOVE - double the stockyards a hoard of brown steers streaming such trusting innocence this outrage in the dust i want to cry then this love moment a fated brown beast catches......

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...LONESOME SOUND Old man said he could hear that whistle blow a hundred miles and they could write a song about that. Said he could tell how many cars a train freighted just by how sad wa......

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...You never think what is to come. The little kid you smiled at is a well-known author now, a thousand miles away; you found the trash-filled lot you didn't care about is now a church— ......

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...the stearn bear ate the bull as meat unto idols (the idle mammals of mammon on fence road) the bags of king Midas filled as offense rose the comstock lode ......

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...“All their comings and their goings were so closely scrutinised as the prosecution’s trump card was the evidence they prized. Though the wily prosecutor gathered facts to build his case, some......

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...Riding against the wind, merciless memories nipping at her heels wearing a Pollyanna mask & a ready laugh to hide the hurt she feels The stinging words she heard that day hammer her heart like driv......

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