in the far field
cow makes her sound
buzzsaw mating a freight train.
I've lived my life
asking what’s next;
now I stand
by the opening dirt
Still the cool breeze comes
living on the air, to
swirl embrace instigate
couplings of leaves
the waiting seeds.
Posted for Friday Flash 55 at the G-Man's
*added for the titillation of the grey matter of said connoisseur of 55's
couplings of leaves scatter…ReplyDelete
nicely done poetry, love it!
Hey, those are autumn leaves, aren't they? Here's to a fine cool breeze's certainties -- come what may -- as the Old Ones snort, "Same Shit, Diff'rent Day." Enjoy - BrendanReplyDelete
if you know the secret of life you really should share....just saying....loving the autumn air and leaves...i miss trains...and even cows...ReplyDelete
The third stanza closes this perfectlyReplyDelete
Words in rhthym
Still... Swirl... Scattered
And the answer?
Thanks all--I like the cows a lot.ReplyDelete
@DD: Got me. Fun to watch it all, though.
@B: Had to add the song after your comment.
Um, I can see the leaves you swirl.ReplyDelete
And hear that pissed-off cow. Poor thing.
I think that there are not nearly enough big words in this. G Man will be expecting them. How about "preponderate"? Do you think you could work in "preponderate"? How about "quoin" or "couturier"?ReplyDelete
Apart from that, I love this poem. It's both scary and zen to start seeing one's self as transitory.
PS--I am laffin my butt off at the Grandpa Ott thing on the sidebar. :-D
@FB--I was wondering if you'd catch the sidebar thing.. and yes, I've been most remiss. I must add something toothsome in the polysyllabic department for our G-Man...hmm- maybe a subtitle?ReplyDelete
Ya know Shay and Joy...ReplyDelete
Is it your lot in this corporal existence to tease and conspire against an old man?
Does it tickle your fancies?
I'll be your Huckleberry, perhaps I was born for youz Guys's amusement.
Thank You for playing so beautifully and simply today Mistress Hedgewitch, have a Kick Ass Week-End
@Galen: You pegged our job descriptions perfectly. And you are the ultimate Vaccinium parvifolium, my friend. May your weekend also kick the posterior like an army mule.ReplyDelete
A mad cow is no laughing matter. I saw a video the other day of a cow beating up a bear! Nice photo.. Are those your leaves? We don't have many hear yet. I love the last stanza.ReplyDelete
No, I borrowed the leaves from the person credited at the bottom of the post. We're not there yet either, but it's a freakishly cool day today--55 after two days ago being 102, so it got my fall feelings cranking.ReplyDelete
Must say I was surprised at the cow. I'm usually the only one with farm animals in my 55! it really is about that time for those beautiful swirling leaves.ReplyDelete
I enjoyed this.. I like to know what is next too... but sometimes things come along and changes our course.ReplyDelete
I like to take those waiting seeds and hurl them up in the sky ~
Hope all is well~
All is well, Heaven. Just getting old. ;_) Thanks for asking, and for reading.ReplyDelete
i live in Arizona, land of desert landscaping, palm trees and cacti. what are these things called 'leaves'?ReplyDelete
really lovely, Joy! ♥ dani
Mad as in mad ? OR MAD crazy- the pit of my stomach says soon-to-be-dead-cow,as you had open earth with dead leaves and (dry) seeds- yikes.ReplyDelete
Hope somebody went to get the gun...
One of the best jazz standards, I love it. And I love autumn. That is freakishly cold for you! It is like that here too suddenly.ReplyDelete
now I stand
by the opening dirt
That is perfect, and that is yes. I say it is very good to grow older, in lots of ways. Good smiles and lightness here.
That cow line simply took me in....ReplyDelete
This is lovely. It speaks of acceptance of what is and not what might be.ReplyDelete
Thanks everyone. Hope to do some more reading later.ReplyDelete
@Ruth: Yeah, everything concerned with the weather tends to be freakish for us here. It's fairly common to have as much as a 70 degree shift in temps (a few times a year)...one of the reasons why gardening is so challenging--we don't just have one extreme for plants to deal with, we have *every* extreme--sometimes in the same week. ;_) Thanks for reading and glad you enjoyed the music.
enjoyed the way you make it.
You always amaze me with your 55s. This one is especially lovely when you play Krall while reading; never heard that one, so thank you ~ReplyDelete
What a rich experience it always is to visit your blog. And this post? Oh my, as sad-rush heavenly as autumn itself.ReplyDelete
Autumn's in the air.. sigh