White Nectar.
She whistles her charges with shrill treble then in distant field
flicking ears hear, long legs flex,
tongues slick thirsty lips while giant heads, raising from dozes
among marigolds skyward stretch.
Flanks heave upward and as un-gainly frames meander home
wide vacant eyes gaze round gently.
Mooing with milk-weight cows move toward barn where waits
feed of hay and as cooling hands calm
hot udders by maid's soft touch care dis-arms taut nerves and
cream spurts wet heat into parlour.
Stirring smells of ate meadow-grass drench girls who aproned
with strength have the will to work hard.
Chewing late cud inmates take patient mooing turns in gaining
relief and while the gurgle of milk-pail
fills and spills pearls at each twirl of long tail her supper waits
for liquid cream cannot be wasted.
Bovines train by responding to kindness while able husbandry
when taught from the family cradle
knows founts, brimming with milk require labour so every day
her head bows while mealtime is graced.
Praise for all workers who daily deliver white nectar to tables.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments5
Good write and always grateful that we have milk.
Moo- ving piece fay loved it till the cows come home. ww
Sounds like you have milked a cow or two. Nicely done.
The old time milk maid's work was long and hard. Today's modern facilities make the work lighter, but are the cows any happier.
A great write on a very unique subject. Makes us all appreciate our morning glass of white nectar all the more. Loved it. - Phil A.
what absolute insights you have shared with your readers Fay... and get this.. I can vouch for almost every word, but only since last Saturday when I was invited to try my hand at milking a cow on my neighbours farm.... tis not as easy as one might think.. is it... Neville
Well shiver me timbers - how weird that you tried milking and now chose the write which attempts to describes it - - - something about great minds thinking alike eh ? - - - glad you enjoyed the read about what it takes years to perfect - i.e. milking a massive beast.......... x
not sure I'm gonna get a second chance.. and yes.. another strange coincidence N
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