for love of the land

 

in midwest’s gently green and rolling hills
my farmer grew up living on the land

his father farmed the same fields years before
where now our son is living on the land

i garden in the plot his mother hoed
she taught me ways of living on the land

dependent on both sunshine and on rain
God’s presence witnessed living on the land

the smells and sounds of cattle fill old barn
new calves are birthed and living on the land

we nurture crops and work to feed the world
from dawn past sundown living on the land

i learned to drive a tractor baling hay
lynn, city girl, loves living on the land

 

 


Linking this ghazal form poem to dVerse Poets where you can read more!

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”.

(not) just for kicks

A quadrille muddle at dVerse Poets pub this week…

 

it’s chores time on our family farm
calves gathered in a huddle
to vaccinate from microbe harm
we chase them, catch ‘n cuddle

sometimes the work goes like a charm
sometimes the herd’s befuddled
calves vs. farmers by the barn
in an unlucky, mucky muddle!

 

 

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“innocence”  –  lynn

new life on the farm

tulips point skyward
pregnant buds open up life
colorful prayers

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speckled easter eggs
killdeer cry out distraction
spring clutch nests on ground

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raindrops kiss clover
walk barefoot across wet lawn
holding hands with spring

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straw bedding in barn
cows moo news of fresh spring calves
maternity ward

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mews, purrs, stretches paw
mama nurses new kittens
fur balls’ eyes closed tight

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blossoms pop purple
rhododendron awakens
spring resurrection