By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
Editor:- I am 71 years old now, and have read the Dakota Farmer all my life. Today I thought I would send you this song I just wrote. Thought you may need a Spring-song! Seems strange, but when I think of farming, I see the old days, and the horses,and the great, quiet fields. I [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blow, Clouds, dream, Ears, flying, Hill, Horses, Life, Pleasure, pleasures, sin, spring, world
By PrairiePoems on June 24, 2009
Oh the happy, happy Farmer, He is getting ready now- To harness up the horses, And attach them to the plow! The wild geese flying over- Flying far- and flying free- Oh, the Prairie Farmers dreaming- There his greatest pleasures be! He can hear the wild geese calling Flying free, and flying far- And the [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blow, Clouds, dream, Ears, flying, Hill, Horses, Pleasure, pleasures, sin, spring, world
By Heart 4 poetry on February 28, 2009
He swiftly soars through the air. Without a worry, without a care. Boldly and proudly he flys . Slicing through the thick air, soaring to the skies. Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged boldness, Eagel, eagle, flying, no cares, no worry, proudly, Soar, soaring, strenth, Swift, swiftly
By kunjubi on October 26, 2008
Through millions of rebirths, we have been seeking
Frantically, for each other, and still our desires are unquenched
Posted in Romantic Poems | Tagged Angles, Ash, Aspirations, Bang, Bangles, Cease, Chariot, class, Desire, Desires, dream, dreams, Dreams And Tears, Dusk, Ears, Eyelashes, flying, forsaken dusk, Gloom, haggard look, heart, love, Mandolin, Mascara, Moon, Moonlight, Peddler, Queasy, Rain, Rainbow, Rainbows, Rainy Days, Rebirth, rebirths, Rush, Sad, sad rainy days, sin, Singing Bird, Spectacular Vistas, spring, Strings Of The Heart, Tea, tears, Tick, Wings, Wobble, Woe, Woeful Heart
By countrygal_cc on September 11, 2008
You wake yesterday. Will peace wear worry? The salt’s smile. Fire’s translucent self. Why? Steel hole rot. Less eternity. Sad sky present. The web soft to the night. Trust and think. Velvet voice star sail. Sex from porcelain. Embrace. Melt. Explore. Change. Linger to haunt times secret. Sacred with morning. Healing see through my window? [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Ash, Burned, change, class, Clouds, Concrete, Curtains, death, Debates, Eternity, eyes, Fire, Flower, flowers, flying, Habit, Haunt, Honey Bee, Lain, night, peace, Porcelain, Rain, Sad, scream, Sea, Sex, sin, Sky, smile, Star Sail, Tea, Velvet Voice, Wings, Wings Of Death, world
By tom on July 9, 2008
Soaring High I wish I were an Eagle Soaring high in God’s blue sky. Effortlessly flapping its wings Taking it ever high. Surveying the earth beneath Sharp eyes taking all in Searching a likely prey A tasty meal for him. Swooping swift as a bullet Feathers fluttering in the wind A [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blue Sky, Chicks, class, eagle, Earth, eyes, Family Poems, Feathers, Fish, Flap, flying, Freedom, god, Life, Mouths, Nourishment, Prey, Sea, Sharp, Sky, Soar, soaring, survive, Swift, Swoop, Talons, Tasty Meal, Wings
By David Pekrul on June 9, 2008
I’m down in the dirt and I’m scrounging around, I’m looking for mushrooms wherever they’re found, (Oh, look at the pretty pink clouds in the air), I hope that I find a few mushrooms somewhere. I know they are healthy, or so I’ve been told, The ones that are shiny, not covered in mold, (A [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Beautiful, Bun, Clothes, Clouds, Dirt, Elbow, feeling, flying, love, Magic, Magic Mushrooms, Mold, Mom, Mushroom, Mushrooms, Mushrooms Grow, Pink Clouds, Sea, Today Tomorrow, Tree
By kunjubi on May 19, 2008
When the deft fingers touch the strings of the heart,
A tone suppressed in tears, emanate from its haggard look.
Posted in Love Poems, Romantic Poems | Tagged Angles, Ash, Aspirations, Bang, Bangles, Cease, Chariot, class, Desire, Desires, dream, dreams, Dreams And Tears, Dusk, Ears, Eyelashes, flying, forsaken dusk, Gloom, haggard look, heart, love, Mandolin, Mascara, Moon, Moonlight, Peddler, Queasy, Rain, Rainbow, Rainbows, Rainy Days, Rebirth, rebirths, Rush, Sad, sad rainy days, sin, Singing Bird, Spectacular Vistas, spring, Strings Of The Heart, Tea, tears, Tick, Wings, Wobble, Woe, Woeful Heart
By blulove on May 13, 2008
The cold dark air is coming soon Since it is 6hrs past noon The sun is slowly descending from the sky Making me feel sad knowing I may soon die The devil I fear is coming near The cold wind is like a whisper in my ear Soon I will make a choice End my [...]
Posted in Love Poems, Romantic Poems | Tagged Angel, Angels, Beautiful, change, Chariot, Choice, class, cold, dark, Devil, Dread, Earth, Fear, flying, god, Gold, heart, Jesus, Lace, Life, love, Poem, promise, Sad, sin, Sky, Sorrow, Strife, Sun, war
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