Captured

Fay Slimm.

 

 

 

Captured.

In its dying moments the sun crept
into haziness making the sky's
veils into buttery bands
as end-of-day yellowness swept
flat the tree-lined horizon.

Cows in green fields dun-dappled
by shadows, chewing late cud
trundled along milk-laden
as pail-in-hand maidens tackled
the beasts' steamy arrival.

Captured and answered the music
of duty that follows slow plod
of satisfied footsteps yet
as dusk forecasts finish for some
others must task to midnight. 

Such the demand of milk-farm survival.   

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 7th, 2021 04:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    but their chores came with some unique, rewards
    as there's no experience that can duplicate, sipping
    from a bucket full of warm, fresh organic milk..
    and while wiping away their milky
    grins, they soldier-on
    to that next task, awaiting
    for a life full of meaning,
    in doing
    in working
    in cooperating, as part
    of that tight-nit family, or community;
    depicting a Time, long lost to the absurdity of modernity
    when the word, 'We'
    encompassed loyalty and sacrifice, for the well being: of those we Love!
    (ah, dear Fay
    how diverse your poetic talent
    how endless your wisdom
    how privileged we are, you choose to share your beautiful Poetry,
    thank you! with the utmost sincerity)

    • Fay Slimm.

      Your regular reviews of my efforts are so supportive and many thank yous for this reflective comment on milk-farms of yesteryear and also of those today dear friend.

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Good write, Fay.
      Remember fondly milking cows, feeding livestock, slopping hogs on Grandpa's farm.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Good that the read jogged your fond memories Jerry - -nothing like going back to animal husbandry on a Grandpa's farm.

      • Goldfinch60

        Wonderful pictures captured in your words Fay.

        Andy

      • Floreann





        A wonderfully written poem enjoyed reading..





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