Tended.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Tended.

 

In fast- dying moments dusk crept
from haziness making the sky's
veils into buttery bands
as end-of-day yellowness swept
over farmstead horizon.

 

Cows in low meadow dun-dappled
by shadows, chewing last cud,
trundled along, milk-laden
as pail-in-hand maiden tackled
trudge to creamy arrival.

 

Captured the answer to mood
of languor that follows slow
plod of satisfied hoofsteps
when night casts welcome hood
over tended assignments.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 2nd, 2019 02:47
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  • Michael Edwards

    Ah the rustic idyll - so well captured here.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Rustic maybe but still gong on here - - time seems to have stood stiller than we imagine...........glad you felt I had captured a bit of it dear friend.

    • Neville

      Your words read more atmospheric and even prettier than the image you have used to accompany them..

      delightful is an oft abused and misused term, but this truly is delightful... Neville

      • Fay Slimm.

        Your chosen word honours my work and thank you for the encouragement Neville - such tending still happens in the tiny out of the way small holdings and I tried to describe the dedication even a milk-maid shows............. thanking you kindly and true............... Fay

        • Neville

          we used to have a small holding.. out of the way and really quite beautiful in a ragged and real kinda way... we mainly kept pigs n chickens ...... it was hard work and not for the faint hearted...... would have loved a couple of goats and a cow tho.....

        • orchidee

          A lovely write and country scene Fay.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Many thanks Orchi - time seems to stand still at these little farms where family is drawn into all the tending needed..........

          • dusk arising

            Bah gum lass tha's dun it agin... boil kettle an put pot on t'ob for i's avvin steel bath down afore t'fire forra reet good scrubbin.

            Peace at the end of the day for hard working farm folk who lived and worked by the available light of the seasons.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Oh -ha ha - - what a rustic accent thou hast lad........... yes the steel bath is still in front of some hearths and soaking off muck before a good scrubbin.............. Cornwall moves not with the times me hearty......... at least in some of these out-of-way holdings........ loved every bit of your discerning comment..... and thank you lots......... Fay

            • moordykspot2

              What a superb descriptive piece. Loved it thank you

              • Fay Slimm.

                My humble thanks and so pleased you enjoyed the read friend.

              • ANGELA & BRIAN

                GOOD EVENING FAY (BRIAN HERE) Thanks for caring ! We love your *Tone Poems* they are always a perfect compliment to the Picture ! I copied the picture & poem and used it today (hope thats OK !) - together with my own - at our last Pensioners Lunch & Poetry reading til September ! They loved the nostalgia !

                Blessings & Peace & Joy
                Yours BRIAN & ANGELA
                ๐Ÿ’™ ๐Ÿงก ๐Ÿ’™ ๐Ÿงก ๐Ÿ’™

                • Fay Slimm.

                  My delight and pleasure when you find use for my poems and am honoured you chose this one for it is a tribute to all the daughters of small holders who still do their fair share of animal husbandry.............. so glad your Pensioners liked the nostalgia................ hugs to you two....... Fay

                • Goldfinch60

                  Beautiful Fay, that sight came into my mind.

                • Suresh

                  In some places they have bells as collars to let us know if they have wandered off, otherwise very docile and hardly needing prodding to feed. A very lack-a-daisical activity, till the end of day, and then a lot of tending indeed.
                  A lovely poem on a lovely subject

                  • Fay Slimm.

                    Huge thank you for your perceptive input to the tending needed for cows in milk - a daily job whatever the weather and love the idea of bells as collars Suresh -



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