Sunday, April 20, 2014

Pushing Stumps

On a farm you never get done with cleaning and clearing.  Trees die, tornadoes blow them down and ice storms break them.  It is a continual job with much satisfaction.  You can measure your work by the piles of debris.
One stump plagued Dad for years.  Den finally got it out.  Another stump defied his powerful pushing.  It was a cedar.  The red heart center is the strongest and oldest growth.  We use it for fence posts.  This cedar stump will set some more. It refused to move.  Notice the bright red of the splinters.
The pile grows slowly
as the Dogwood flowers
and farmers work on and on.
Happy Easter.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

'Twas The Night Before Easter

And all over the farm
Animals rested safe from harm
The chickens had roosted
The cows in the barn

Hubby and I were
Were sleeping like logs
No one snoring
Not even the dogs.

There were no dreams
The Bunny would come here
We were too old
And didn't really care.

I jumped out of bed to a terrible sound
I yelled out loud,  What's going down?
I put on some clothes doubly fast
Grabbed my Dr Pepper and hid my stash

I grabbed my spotlight
And my gun
The dogs were now barking
Run, varmint, run

Out the door I ran into bright moonlight
Eager to see what was out at night
The spotlight lit the darkness like day
There's a big monster bunny not running away

The dogs were nervous.
I was too.
All I could think was
That's a lot of stew!

I was just setting the monster in my sights
When the dogs grew silent and the night became light
The monster had turned to look right at me
It asked, "Whatcha doing?" as clear as can be!

I've seen Bigfoot, Spirits and Ghosts
But a Talking Rabbit was something to toast
I thought since It could talk I would ask
What the heck it was doing in my fresh mowed grass.

It turned slowly with basket in hand
"I'm delivering Easter Spirit through out the land
People have forgotten what Easter really means
I'm spreading the word, me and my team."

I was handed a basket full to the top
With candy and eggs and my favorite pop
On the top of the basket lay
A brand new Bible to show me the way

The gigantic bunny began a Herculean hop
But in mid-leap he turned and stopped
"Disciples come in many forms.
Spread the word and be reborn"

In shock and awe I watched him depart
I knew the bunny was right deep in my heart
I heard him as he jumped up the hill
"Resurrect Easter and everyone will."

Happy Easter!

Holidays for Poets United
Credit to Clement Clarke Moore for giving me the idea by writing  A Visit From St Nicholas
Couldn't have done it without you, Mr Moore.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Self Portrait

for dVerse~Poets Pub
Self Portrait

Not a wearer of pink
Nor dresses
I keep my face hidden
While I watch Nature
As if she were a Oscar-winning movie

Times ago
I wore pink dresses
Life leeches the pastels
Leaving earth tones
Blue jeans and big shirts

I want to be remembered
By the actions I've taken
Not how good I looked 
In the coffin
I want to slip away

To be a thought
That crosses someone's mind
"I knew her..."
And they smile
Knowing I'm not far away

After The Rain

the tiny dragon looked surprised
by his colonic flush.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The Monkey's Paw

All that scares me
Drops to the bottom
Of my list
"The Monkey's Paw"
And makes me
Fear to wish.

For Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Playing With Dogs

Lil had to play stick
Having found a spot over their heads
They weren't sure how to cross.
Bonnie tried to clear it
She could never make it across with a jump.
The water normally is clear.
Doesn't take long for a pack to stir up the sand.
The pack looked for squirrels
and underground monsters.
They will rest well tonight.