Notice of absence from arqios
Be kindโฆ.
โฆ. words donโt rewind
Be kindโฆ.
โฆ. words donโt rewind
The farm erupts as dusk settles.
Turkeys, driven by an instinctual urge,
burst from their pen.
Farmers rush, voices rising above the clamour.
The scent of freedom fills the air as wings flap wildly.
This annual chaos, a dance of survival
unfolds in the glow of a fading sun.
The escape is frantic, desperate.
For a singular moment
turkeys taste liberation, unaware of the stakes.
- Author: crypticbard (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 16th, 2024 03:04
- Comment from author about the poem: A small prelude in earnest, from Teddyโs suggestion.
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 28
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Tristan Robert Lange
Comments11
Good write A.
Thanks o ๐๐ป
It would great if one year they did a break for freedom, enjoyable read , Thank you
I would imagine so! ๐๐ป Thanks kindly.
You are very welcome
I'd like to say hilarious but your imagery is incredibly visual ๐คฃ๐ oh Mr Bard 10/10 for a grand and very humble challenge. I may never eat turkey again LOL kudos!
I think I couldnโt resist ๐ฆ sandwich ๐ฅช
A race to the holidays or is it from the holidays. A most fun read Cryptic
And theyโre off! A race it is, indeed. Thanks Soren ๐๐ป
This is extraordinarily graphic .. my mouth went dry and it felt like spitting feathers .. I shall skip the main course & dive straight into the pudding if you don't mind .. ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐
Donโt mind, if you do! ๐๐ป Thanks mate!
Ah the cost of freedom...๐ฆ...there's always a catch Mr. Tom the Turkey says. ๐ A profoundly true write, both literally for the turkeys...and metaphorically. Truly bravo, Mr. Cryptic...you inner bard shines again! ๐น๐ Easily faved...and thank you to Teddy for the inspiration! ๐ค๐
Great write
So visual, those poor turkeys on their way to satisfy the hunger of so many sitting round the table for Christmas dinner. I have to say, turkey is off the menu in our home, we prefer beef. This poem however was quite a feast. Much enjoyed arqios.
Go turkeys - who do you think clipped the wire mesh?
Fantastic.
May those turkeys keep on going arqios.
Andy
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