ah...a flood of memories wash over
this anointed Goatama Boo Da
whose respected status
among generic green acres goatherd didst ha
dully expect to apply goatee
to dab moistened eyes la
ment tab lee recalling blissfully innocent
kickstarter libidinal oomph pa.
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as a kid, this now middle aged old goat
silently bends back disbudding head
as if noggin didst float
bleats, and thence
blinks back tears to emote,
asper remembrance of things past,
when me papa and late mama didst dote
via gently grooming my tattered raggedy coat
whereat patches of missing fur reveals bloat
ting distended abdomen
no longer evinces picture
of mine prime head butting days
when unchecked chutzpah, daring do,
and exploratory forays
found this then runt
strayed far from the madding crowd
upon verdant fresh fields I didst graze
and sought out secluded cool shelter
from hot, humid summer haze,
where abundant bucking bronco energy
resorted, succumbed and tugged via natural
sluggish inertia and predilection to laze,
and oft times dreamt being trapped
with in some M. C. Escher maze
given up for lost or...,when
n'er a reply from plaintive neighs
whence upon awakening
bestowed ablutions to ja Pan,
(Latin Name Capra aegagrus hircus)
unstinting praise
groggy state elapsed with pleasant waft
of cooler August air
cloven hoofs confidently, gingerly,
and jerkily strode to espy clear
panoramic view when 'ere
afar off in the distance,
an indistinguishable glare
foretold a recognized landmark comprising around
perimeter defined areas hosting happy hustings
(no...not hustling) ground
encompassing accrued memories
to date within storied mound
caching predominantly pleasant
bouts of playtime, when siblings pound
for Avoirdupois pound
raced each other observed
by Mister Sun at his coterie of sound
clouded pillowy cerulean celestial garden, which
helped get tension unwound.
Now while doddering, hobbling,
and limping with bum leg
(Battle of the Bucks Him Boar skirmish) in old age
which declining physical well being
restricts shenanigans akin
to an ever shrinking unseen cage
soon...t'will be sent out to pasture,
whence concluding stage
of existence paid with demise
collected by grim reaper,
who only accepts deceased
as sole (soul surviving) standard wage.
- Author: rew4er2nail ( Offline)
- Published: March 11th, 2018 18:58
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 37
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