Wheat Field Poems - Poems about Wheat Field

... The Starry Night Holding onto the iron window, gazing at Alpilles, It's a magnificent night, filled with stars, I wonder, is it possible? I'm on hills, Reaching the peak and touching the sta......Read the rest...

...Your room has one bed and only one chair. You’ve only one life and only one ear. Rise up, rise up from your hospital bed. Don’t heed what the good Dr. Gachet said. Go to your window, see the s......Read the rest...

...The trenches are dug, We gotta go, guys, Defend our country, On the other side of the Rhine, They don’t speak French, On the other side of the Rhine, They don’t speak German, Sprechen Sie Deut......Read the rest...

...I was a happy, fluent linguist, fruitfully helping revive endangered languages, As colorful rainbows walk across the sky, in buttery hours, turned languorous. I enjoyed doing practical fieldwork,......Read the rest...

...At harvest time Where a white ghost flies Across a blood red moon Behind the fields the rolling hills Are purple, pink and blue Over a dreaming wheat field A barn owl......Read the rest...

...Are you yearning for me, dear? Does our departure kill you too? The environs look so blear, Midst summer, in my eyes, there's dew...! You might not feel it within, There's a blazing fire in me......Read the rest...

...The country road split the wheat field in half A murder of crows seemed to prefer the right Hope they leave some to winnow from the chaff Crows seem but wavey lines against the night ......Read the rest...

...two sentinels in winter watch the frozen wheat field spy the evil murderer dragging his innocent victim Nebraska ground is frozen two curious crows watch studying the two-legged miscreant he s......Read the rest...

...I stared out into November the only person in the world at this time in this place seeing the streams of sun lighting up this wheat field I wondered if anyone else had ever seen this scene? ......Read the rest...

...wind slashes wyoming wheat field blades of windmill spinning furiously animals find shelter under bridge rain slams down, breaking stalks no mercy......Read the rest...

...I watch with interest as crows glide over a wheat field. Such a fine sight under simmering sun. Smiling at the occasional poppy blazing red, such a contrast. There is not one cornflower ......Read the rest...

...Meeting Van Gogh The wheat field is blond as a German milkmaid. Intense heat, in the shade of an olive tree I saw a grumpy Van Gogh is glaring at me for appearing in his painting. My scooter i......Read the rest...

...From its pillowy overlay, the Sun emerges Bright saturized yellow, ultraviolet rays, Enough to burn and blind and sting, glances down on mankind, To see what they got up to during the night. ......Read the rest...

...Trifles have tainted into wonders, We have grown astronauts from hunters; Machines we construct; missiles we build; Globe we minimize into petite guild; Interiors of sun we measure and mark, Int......Read the rest...

...“Prairie Storm” The air turned Deadly still, The trees no Longer swayed, The horses neighed, The church bells rang Rabbits ran For their caves. Old men rushed To close their doors. ......Read the rest...