Stovepipes Poems - Poems about Stovepipes

...From hills to orchard row to the Queen’s chain plume the toetoe, the ponga’s silver gild - in planted field and alluvial plain droved is the fatted calf and the earth tilled. White breast......Read the rest...

...I stumbled on a hovel in the woods Dug in a foothill roofed with mossy shakes. Inside, its furthest wall was made of stones Piled high to make a chimney and a hearth. Two stovepipes served as dra......Read the rest...