man of the land


salt of the earth

faithful steward of the soil

guardian of God’s garden

patiently waits for harvest

impatiently wrestles with weather

muscular and tanned from

carrying wet calves

throwing dry bales

created from dust with

dirt under his fingernails


…to dust someday must return


A quadrille of 44 words on the theme of  “earth”.

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. carolinestreetblog
    Apr 24, 2019 @ 06:52:45

    I love this Lynn!


  2. rothpoetry
    Aug 31, 2018 @ 13:24:37

    I love your poem! Is this your father?


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