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Tilling Poems - Poems about Tilling


Mine Gerund Farming, Tilling, and Harvesting Illogical Weltanschauung
Mine gerund farming, tilling, and harvesting illogical weltanschauung Twas accursed destiny since birth (maybe coded in deoxyribonucleic acid since time immemorial) alas and alack nascent emasculation abominable barrack emergent deus ex machina, one common Joe biden his time for no particular rhyme nor reason revisiting mine days of yore, when protectiveness courtesy older sibling come from behind ruthless counterattack. All equivocation aside, she/her thirteen plus...

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Categories: tilling, 12th grade, 1st grade,
Form: Rhyme
Tilling the Soil
Ploughing I have been turning the soil over on a field of nothingness, a furrow at the time with an elderly mule that farts a lot. The soil is unyielding; it's cabbage and carrots I need; flowers cannot be food mainly because it is a sin to eat pretty things. I have slaughtered the goat but need vegs to go with...

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Categories: tilling, cat, creation, first love,
Form: Burlesque



Premium Member Til the Soil
my earth therapy gently digging and tilling future tomatoes...

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Categories: tilling, garden,
Form: Haiku
Mine Gerund Tilling Illogical Weltanschauung
Twas accursed destiny since birth alack nascent emasculation abominable barrack emergent deus ex machina, viz zit ting older sibling counterattack thirteen plus chronological gap eldest sister struck like diamondback surrogate "mother" role assumed tubby exact protectorate pseudo fullback against cruel beastie boys ...

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Categories: tilling, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Tilling For a Songless Song
In the mazy thicket of thoughts I search With the fork of foresight on cloudy march I pick meaningless pebbles from eerie plane Meaning hisses at the futile chase of fussy lane All doorsteps lintel-ling and leading to the most sought clue none is rock and rilled across anthers of the age-long hue Yet, life minstrels museless must trudge through the...

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Categories: tilling, africa, anxiety, betrayal, confusion,
Form: Lyric




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