Wheats Poems - Poems about Wheats

...Voices in the field, They summon us from our abodes, Is it hell’s road? We take gentle and fearful steps to see what summons. The wind sighs and sings, The wheats dance to its rhythm, No on......

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...Inside the keepers pantry Spinoza can look into any lenses Our lives have changed since then as the chaff of wheats trail Tells us truth is neigh as it shimmers with the dust as we guide our si......

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...I like to start each day off right With buttered toast and marmite A vegetable extract that you spread Across the surface of your bread. So what’s in it, what does it contain? Well thiami......

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...WEST WIND 2 Be willingly wise with worthy ways as us Westerners cos winter wind of woes wanders about like a wandering Wolf windsurfing in wildlife. Winter windup waves of weird wonder wondr......

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...The Hyperactive Stranger At Bristle Grocers WHERE'S THE BEEF - A Narrative Poem One day at a grocery shop, I met a man selling meats, For the money, he wanted to swap, But I wanted some wh......

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...Today I am Broken, Today was the worst act I have ever committed in my life and the natural painful escape he made leaving this shell of a body I could only imagine your flawless perfection for all t......

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...sitting on the porch with a bowl of cookie crisp reminiscing about the times when everything was cheap sitting on the porch with a bowl of cap' n crunch thinking about the times when one radio sta......

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...Explain to me the language of your body, Assure to me its ulterior meaning, Pure like an angel's wing, or else, Perhaps, Let me discover ......

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...Like a frosted mini-wheat there is always two sides As they will continually compete for in whom one abides Oh that kid side is there but that grown up is there too But these are not a pair in fac......

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...All our folks are fallow fields, yearning each year for yields, our soul and spirits... sow seeds as we decide our daily deeds. Our course, cause and creeds make beauty to bloom or ......

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...Mom, I Want Dessert for Breakfast By Elton Camp What would you do if your child should say, “For breakfast, I want to eat a Twinkie today” “Nope, I can’t give you such a breakfast as that......

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