Plowed Poems - Poems about Plowed

...smell of fresh plowed earth gentle warm rains fall on ground~ life is returning ......Read the rest...

...Said the Heifer to the Ox: “O‘ sorry Ox, How terrible to work your heavy yoke, All day to wheel around that grinding spoke!” She lay lazy in the shade of nearby rocks. But Ox plowed onwards. ......Read the rest...

... The Trail of Tears was in men’s thoughts before 1492. Almost four-hundred years cleared the Cherokee-Selma path. Blood dries up like rain. Stains fade from red to black. Rainbows are presen......Read the rest...

...Granny said that all things have a seed and that every seed produces its own thing to be reaped: good or bad:- At the time, it was hers and the bible study lesson to be taught and remembered;......Read the rest...

...There is no scale that can weigh the power of hope Winter ICE riding an Alberta Clipper from the new northern state down to the Gulf of America A Brown wave No time for Brown waves good bye ......Read the rest...

...The bell rang In the castle high, Calling for the rise Of those below. War floods the gates, Not of fire or stone, But of hearts torn. Now, they cause pain. Blood, death, gore, Str......Read the rest...

... Asked him for the good health I’d missed all year This week my aches and pains disappear Stress bombarded me every month, becoming quite severe But now in Decembe......Read the rest...

... Consequences Miracle Man 12/11/2024 We have all done things which we regret, from a time in life when young and green. While the reason for doing we quickly forget, and the end resu......Read the rest...

...Youth was just a lone brushstroke Foolishly I thought it would forever glow... the same best friend forever the same candy store from heaven the same field of flowers gold... but youth never rea......Read the rest...

...Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene All la names bespeaking deity froom Noah Mo' Room India Arc of Covenant to crypt tick Blood (swea......Read the rest...

...In raw dawn I emerge crow-thoughts pecking skull-bone black as plowed earth. Farm-stench floods – dung, hay and blood – primal musk of life and death intertwined. Yet in this first ......Read the rest...

...Farmer Fred on the day he was wed Believed every word he said He knew his light of love Nancy Was so much more than a passing fancy Nancy had brains, beauty, and drive With her by his side, Fred......Read the rest...

... As part of planning this trip—-for one night we were set to reside in a tiny house in Alberta, Canada…that came with a teepee on the side. This tiny house had all the amenities we needed…much t......Read the rest...

...How dark the night, when the end came and love vanished in a voiceless turbulent moment when eyes pulled away, leaving a vacuum as pain and sorrow blackened the skin of my heart Allowing tears ......Read the rest...

...If I could no longer write poetry, I'd have no need of hands, nor eyes weary from weeping, a heart that lies broken, and a soul dead from mourning. ~ by poet I heard the fai......Read the rest...