Fencepost Poems - Poems about Fencepost

...Pretty juncos flutter in my backyard. One sits on a fencepost, clearly on guard. They wander through the weeds, eating insects and seeds, but fly when they hear my big Saint Bernard!......

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...They stood like rhymes on fencepost spines with wisdom scrawled in shaving thymes— a roadside gospel, terse and sweet that preached with meter, grit, and heat. Rosemary likes a clean-shave......

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...First, remove the eyelids— they hold too much fiberglass. Grind streetlight into gunpowder, cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk. Take the sidewalk like heretic communion, metal-flake wine,......

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...First, remove the eyelids— they hold too much fiberglass. Grind streetlight into gunpowder, cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk. Take the sidewalk like heretic communion, metal-flake wine,......

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...A venetian red yearling’s head Pops up From behind a fallen log Licks rouge from its lips And the syrup sipped from dark maple bark Ears tweaking To the snow-crunch creak Of my dog and me appr......

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... I’m a fencepost With barbed wire Leaning On the prairie I don’t know What I’m keeping in Or What I’m keeping out I’m just a fencepost With barbed wire Lean......

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...Life’s weariness o’ertakes me Each step demanding more Calling forth a shivering strength Leaning on a rickety fencepost Turning its face from the stinging gale Whispers of weakness winnowing re......

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...The ILLUSION of a TIMELESS SILENCE Drenched the RUSTIC creaking barn Its tortured wind scarred face Snarling at the SWIRLING winds A lonely BLOSSOM sprouts atop a fencepost Mice scurry about a......

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...I won't leave you Bluebird Forever I will be Your troubadour in waiting Where no one else can see My heart is yours, it has been I penned a little note Then hid it in a fencepost So many ye......

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...“Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba.” L. Milton Hankins The meadow lark happily sits along the fencepost singing away and watches as Milton ......

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...Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba. I mimic her voice and watch her curiosity as I stroll among the goldenrod and yarrow, the ......

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...In the meadow a single robin winters over A hearty bird of sturdy disposition and feather Oblivious to the cold, he thrives; moreover, Appearing now and then despite the weather. A ......

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...yellow meadowlark offering sweet melodies atop a fencepost my mood suddenly lightened I stroll toward the woodland Written May 23, 2022......

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...When morning comes too early in the day, And I have not yet begun to plan the afternoon I shall make some time for myself to play. For such a day leaves room to be the buffoon, And find the tim......

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...She’s a switchblade, blackjack, Knuckle-duster dame. Got the proper block and tackle, Lash your rigging to the frame. She put the drill press to your taproot And the grindstone to your saber. G......

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