Changes.
When more light than dark
pervades the horizon
night creeps from hiding
and cattle seek harbours
as lengthens the gloaming
they cluster round stations
neath trees in the paddock,
more still than paintings.
Huge stone-like statues
choose solo to gather,
chew cud while in waiting,
more grey than shadows
for daylight's last rays.
Thru' ebony's blackness
beasts silently suffer,
rain-stained and sightless
each stands stiff-backed
in more dark than light
facing much nightness
with rock-solid patience.
I think when dusk reigns
how courageous a cow-hide
in accepting all changes
and hope I can do likewise.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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This was magical Fay! On very early mornings when we were on our way to horse shows in Vermont the landscape (which is beautiful) was dotted with cows just shifting in the morning mist - exactly as you describe! Just as a funny..... one thing I know about working with cows as opposed to horses..... if a horse steps on your foot, you can swiftly get him off with a poke in the ribs. If a cow stands on your foot, there goes your toenail as you push and push and push........ saw this happen to my friend! ha ha.......
So glad the read brought back memories dear Lorna. - Thank you so much for sharing them.
A fine write Fay.
Thank you for the visit and read dear Orchi.
we all have to accept changes
if we like them or not.
the thing to do is adapt.
Yes I agree we do have to accept changes Paul - thanks for your views after reading the poem.
Change is everything weather, People, Trends, Social Norms, Health, But we can never force ourselves to change we just build upon ourselves. Very pleasant poem Fay keep it up
-Theta
I really appreciate your thoughts on change here Theta,
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