Homestead Poems - Poems about Homestead

... Three kids to a bed, two beds to a room, three rooms crowded with flannel long johns and wool socks. If I was lucky enough maybe they had only been worn by two or three brothers before me. ......Read the rest...

...That be cold sun rose yonder, our heads be hot, I'd declare, I'll get Whitey my critter, worked all night, best she nicker. 'Bout saddlin' her real tight, or I'll headlong out of sight, I ......Read the rest...

...The Hawaiian church, our Hawaiian church that made our village alive, There's Uncle Bill, still saying his spiel, and he's just a little fella, He's our bell ringer and choir singer a......Read the rest...

...A dawning twilight's me. Oh, joy. Oh, what a joy. This day. Oh, what a day. A breath bestills my eyes and I, e'er slight, a deeper breath that reopened them and myself to a blessed pleasing. ......Read the rest...

...We crept down a meandering country road, gravel crackling underneath our tires. The countryside stretched before us like a great quilt of golden, brown, and green squares held together by the thick g......Read the rest...

...Deep in the middle of the backyard said my Auntie May There is a crystal cave, placed way down, under the clay Almost no relative of ours knows that it is there If you ever find it, there is a st......Read the rest...

..."I thought I'd feel comforted by walking through my childhood home. The only emotion I felt was melancholy that it had been abandoned and left alone to die." ~ by poet I sat in sor......Read the rest...

...Among hills Apache red Where damas and vaqueros Built up a homestead Past the mercados And hills with a vague past Running aside the mission Its white walls chaste In the glow of the noontime......Read the rest...

...he had no idea it was going to be his last ride his horse acted finicky, but he thought it was the weather his wife had a feeling, as she watched him go there was nothing she could have said to st......Read the rest...

...The Neighborhood all trees eyes please The Neighbors help out act out The Birds they’re free to flee The House barn red homestead The Driveway ......Read the rest...

...In the avalanche, I lost track of my guiding light. I fled my fireside. I had to evacuate my homestead. Driven far astray by frenetic frozen fright, I was just a cowardly racing rescuing airhead.......Read the rest...

...It had yet to enter Mister Jeff’s head That I know him like the back of my hands: Never would ask him bread let alone bed, News of this sure to make it to distant lands… The choice of a dog ali......Read the rest...

...In the garden, mud squished beneath my feet. I dreamt of oceans vast and concrete, Where rainbows danced upon the waves, And washed stone glistened in the sun's raves. But beyond th......Read the rest...

...“Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house, can you hear the whispering? " Quote by _Constance La France Standing before this old, dilapidat......Read the rest...

...As soft moonlight shone upon the maiden, She pulled her dark hair away from her face. With fresh flowers, her garden was laden, And around her a nightingale did trace. The bird then quick......Read the rest...