Winnow Poems - Poems about Winnow

...How times were different so long ago, when pure survival dominated life. No extra frills to fill long hours- bestow enjoyment- mostly work to ease our strife. We girls, mid-afternoon, when scho......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...

...Incineration; it is his living wish. The urn will be a plain oblong box, He will be boxed. The wooden package will be sent as only a temporary accommodation, not a place of rest or......Read the rest...

...In the middle of the night When I can’t get back to sleep, I gaze out at fields of words Just to see what I can reap. They are swaying in the wind In the moonlight so sublime, Waiting calmly ......Read the rest...

...In my linen closet There are sheets that go way back. In going through them, I have made A quite imposing stack: The brown and orange flowered ones Of hippie-ish décor; My husband’s, used to ......Read the rest...

...During my living My melodic dream I longed for Sprouted in me The nature of the self-appraisal With my life stunning in vivid shades I scribbled the poetry. In the blank paper Of my inner......Read the rest...

...I hear A weeping quarantined widow I peer Through my sealed window I fear The unattended corpse below A tear Slips out in limbo The atmosphere Hurling my emotions akimbo This year Death......Read the rest...

...Pitching electioneering, albeit Democratic ticket... as 2020 presidential election nearing pleading joshing, and endearing... The choice for commander in chief dum... dum... dum... dum.. will ......Read the rest...

...THE WINNOWING Wake of harvest, came time for winnowing Separation loosing chaff from the grain Bake of bread that gave them a bestowing Creation: body nurture that they’d fain Make in life, a ......Read the rest...

...We explore – earn and exist – with a language of old exploitation. Like a mulatto, Indian English is a hybrid. It’s as our culture – there’s a unity in diversity. We winnow ideas out......Read the rest...

...no shortage of familiar metier real (material) aye attest welling up within thy breast merely a predicament how to winnow junk bonded barnacled accretion encrusted amidst ......Read the rest...

...(when living nightmare pierced real time thus engendering the following rhyme) adrenaline powered stealth bomb blast with the noggin of this, ah... ur... bane chap, which debilitating an......Read the rest...

...The first of Earth's life support systems to go was crude oil Then natural-spiritual gas Then easily accessible commercial-grade and scale coal. Then wood for crude construction. Then el......Read the rest...

...There is a refuge, sweet, whereto I rush, (Where all but clever words would be remiss), When cheeks of evening sky begin to blush, As setting sun bestows a ......Read the rest...

...Love’s love spell Barred clouds of red glows the sky Night is premature and thins the light with a resonating cry Spinning slowly around, regulated by Time as a ......Read the rest...