Tag Archives: farms

Goats & Noses

One of our goats died the other day not that we pick favorites, but Momi was my favorite… the sweetest little goat that ever was, the most peaceful, delicate always happy to see you never mean… I went to chop … Continue reading

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Maple

Maple, oh Maple you’re just a little puppy almost shot by a farmer   Maple, oh Maple named by WWOOFers eating pancakes when the farmer grabbed his gun   Maple, oh Maple people think that you’re a girl just because … Continue reading

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Falling Dreams

When I was a kid I used to have dreams that I was falling. I never landed, just kept on falling. It was the same place, the same dream. I was on a farm somewhere and there was a tractor … Continue reading

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Lonely Cattle

cages rattle with lonely cattle trying to battle death as the farmer loads his shotgun, but collapses, out of breath  

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money

counting dollars 1, 2, 3 signaled the end of unity none for you and 3 for me signaled rise of oportunity ill lend you 1 you’ll repay me 3 nothing in life ever comes for free now ill lend you … Continue reading

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nature’s symphony

as the crow flies the crickets chirp a familiar tune that is generations old the babble of a nearby brook and the sporadic bark of dogs add to the symphony the creatures, I can’t identify individually by sound but the … Continue reading

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Rainy Day

By the time that I finally climbed out of my polluted mind it was October. and I crawled out of my cave pulled one foot back out of the grave and pulled on a pair of pants found a shirt … Continue reading

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