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Poem Details | by Mohammad Abedin |
Categories: farm, flower,

I want to love you

There were rivers and seas
Hills and vales
Trees and green
Sky and cloud
Sun and moon
There were you and me also….

There were a lot of laughters and jokes
Trust and truth
Birds and flowers
Faith and love
You and me were also there…..

I want to depend on you
I want to like you
And I want to love you…


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: addiction, april, best friend, computer, confusion, courage, culture, cute love, earth, emotions, encouraging, environment, fantasy, farm, feelings, funny love, garden, happiness, happy, i love you, i miss you, inspirational, internet, irony, july, june, kiss, loneliness, love, magic, me, metaphor, nature, parody, repetition, satire, science, social, technology, tree, women, world, youth,

Tree

follow on facebook,
adore on pinterest,
fall in love on instagram,
kiss on a hunch,
all under a tree.

Poem Details | by Sheri Fresonke Harper |
Categories: animal, earth, farm, jealousy, lost love, love, sin,

In the Meadow

Cows bellow, low, heads between rails
such large deep sad eyes, such full bags.
For whom do they await, no one home
to let them out, share out their milk.

Not long ago I saw you wandering off with him
his hand caressing your neck, gripping your arm
holding you stiff, obedient to his will
and you were bound to follow, no sound

escaped your lips, and me, why am I watching
for the scene to play out? Don’t we all know
don’t we all grieve, for the coming of that day
when cowl slips down, the bellow, low aches.

You won’t come home, will you my dear.
I guess I paid the right price for a job well done
Your cheating heart won’t bestir us to wait
Never more.  This farm is sold outright.

Poem Details | by Lewis Raynes |
Categories: appreciation, creation, farm, growth, imagery, love, spring,

Tonight I farm

Tonight I farm,
Four seasons to nurture in one.
Animals are asleep, equipment in the shed,
All gates are locked and done.

The land needs stripping of weeds,
All slopes and valleys are clear.
Trees from the highest hill
From the ground they grow and appear.

A scent, a good year, the glen is rich.
I perspire, am hot and dry
Leaning forward I sip from the oasis before me
The world moves it seems and I sigh.

My body tills, ploughs, rips and scours
And there’s hours of moans, oh the noise.
Finally millions of seeds are sown in rows
Now to rest, this warn out boy.


Poem Details | by Jim Pemberton |
Categories: celebration, character, christian, dedication, devotion, faith, farm, freedom, god, hope, inspiration, inspirational, jesus, life, lonely, love, recovery from, relationship, religion, religious, spiritual, success, trust, uplifting,

God Gave Me A NEW LIfe






God Gave Me A NEW Life!

God reached down to my life 
and changed it!
His love touched my soul
 and I can claim it!

God brought to me peace,
 hope and care…
That I may share his goodness 
to people everywhere!

God brought to me the joy 
of his salvation!
And gave my life 
 complete satisfaction!

He’s given everything that I needed!
He gives the victory! 
I don’t have to be defeated!

He can do the same for you! 
 Won’t you accept him?
Just reach out to him now! 
 And believe him!

By Jim Pemberton    



Poem Details | by clark emery |
Categories: love,

Night sky at the farm

On seeing the night sky at the farm, Sunday, 10 May 2015

A myriad lights in the sky, tis yours
that brightest shines.  Not a star but Venus,
goddess of love that beckons me to shore,
to weigh anchor and share love that’s ‘tween us.
And as thy light moves across heavens’ sea
my heart doth follow even through gales of
life, for nothing parteth my heart from thee.
Thou descendest upon me like a dove,
that bird of peace, of hope, of promise kept.
Take winged flight and I with you shall soar
to a land where all true lovers have slept,
where time stands still and seems to be no more.
If in course the glory of thy light fade
I still will love you, for me you were made.

Poem Details | by Tom Forke |
Categories: earth, farm, happiness, joy, love, seasons, work,

the sower

Arnold gazed eastward,
squinting. 
His callused hands hung
by thumbs hooked to
his belt. He had beaten
the rooster by at least
an hour, and his hands
lit a pipe in
celebration. 
A cool breeze 
passed through, teasing
the plowed field,
the chimes,
and his arms.
The barn stood sturdy, 
ready for the season.
Seasoned tools hung on the 
new walls. The screen door 
behind him swung and
she stood next to 
him on the porch, his 
hand stroked her back.
She looked at him, he
peered eastward, a subtle
smile concealing a laugh,
“It’s going to be a good year.”

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: husband, life, love, wifeclothes, farm,

Two Peas In A Pod

He was country the farm truck type 
Loved animals I'll give you no hype
She loved frilly clothes dressed just right
Loved classical music, opera, and seeing sights

Loved animals I'll give you no hype
She was vey feminine loved lace with all her might
Loved classical music, opera, and seeing sights
How could they become two peas in a pod

She was very feminine loved lace with all her might
She loved frilly clothes dressed just right
How could they become two peas in a pod
He was country the farm truck type

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: family, farm, grandfather, love, memory, nature,

A Songbird Climbs



In breaths of morning dawn the generations before would drift through my mind. A legacy of gold and silver in depths of the dawning rise and in a picture book of vivid yesteryears I would climb. From the feathered pillow to the creaking oak floor, across the hall to the kitchen where the steamy coffee I would pour. Drowning in my coffee gaze a sweet reflection of Grandpa's face, deep beneath the creamy clouds with one raised brow, hair silver brown.


through the aged window
upon the swaying wheat field
a songbird climbs


Poem Details | by Frankii Fame |
Categories: family, farm, fruit, husband, love, marriage, wife,

Apples Bring Hearts Home

Ekphrastic: Nature Morte Aux Pommes
Painting by Alfred Sisley

Red, gold apples lay
Crispy, crunchy picked that day
Mama's orchard farm

Paring with her knife
Her son brought home his new wife
To show her their farm

An inheritance
Saw to them as excellence
Kept with family

Drifting through like doves
Apple pie carried with love
Family is home



Poem Details | by Eric Ashford |
Categories: poetry,

Love on the Farm



Mucking out and milking we are curds in the churn.
Our house is a blooming belly brimful and snuffling,
feet planted in the green rubber of muddy dawns.

A fox rapturously cherished a hen last night;
brown feathers speckled red fly now on the wind.
The patchy cat watches; it knows that we share
a dream guzzling tractor, with its rhythmus purr.

The tangy beasts are fed, the turkey and goose fatted.
Our meat squeals in the marketplace and struts to auction.
What is not eaten, wallows.
We live thigh deep, grub and plow;
partake in the love of it.