Monday, June 29, 2015

Chickens and Goats

Movement in the barnyard
Under that storm-green sky
Oblivious
To anything but the grass
Anything but the grain

Are we playing Hide and Go Seek?
Again, little muse?
I feel you in my sore wrist.
Are you sitting on my shoulder?
And there you are...

Sitting by fence post
Barbed wire, your canopy,
Twiddling your thumbs, some string
Or just words?
There. Your brown head bobs again.

No, it's just a goat among the chickens.
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17 comments:

  1. AnonymousJune 29, 2015 at 11:23 PM

    I love this! Like really, really, really love it.

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  2. Sanaa RizviJune 30, 2015 at 6:57 AM

    Quite an intriguing piece! Beautifully executed :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  3. colleenJune 30, 2015 at 7:33 AM

    I love the idea of the muse in a sore wrist and on a shoulder and bobbing brown.

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  4. Kerry O'ConnorJune 30, 2015 at 7:33 AM

    I like the sense of connection you have captured between poet and goat - the esoteric meets prosaic. Very nicely done.

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  5. colleenJune 30, 2015 at 7:34 AM

    I love the idea of the muse in a sore wrist and on a shoulder and bobbing brown.

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  6. colleenJune 30, 2015 at 7:34 AM

    I love the idea of the muse in a sore wrist and on a shoulder and bobbing brown.

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  7. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJune 30, 2015 at 8:08 AM

    Clearly, she WAS there. :-)

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  8. RommyJune 30, 2015 at 9:36 AM

    I love the bit of whimsy mixed in with the more solid imagery of the poem.

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  9. hedgewitchJune 30, 2015 at 9:38 AM

    The perspective on this is quirky and cool, and the poem itself, though quite serious, also seems to understand the lightness of things, especially when dealing with chickens and goats and recalcitrant muses.

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  10. Sherry Blue SkyJune 30, 2015 at 10:19 AM

    I love a poem full of goats and chickens! Very cool perspective!

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  11. UnknownJune 30, 2015 at 12:33 PM

    Ah... but the goat and the chicken may just be the best of the muses. Of course, the stormy, green sky is pretty inspiring too!

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  12. brudbergJune 30, 2015 at 12:45 PM

    Ha.. nothing's more evasive sometimes than that little muse.. the goat can actually be correct.

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  13. Gillena CoxJune 30, 2015 at 1:11 PM

    Inspiration comes from keen observation. Its really easy to miss the goat amongst the chickens. You didn't
    Thanks for sharing a lovely poem

    Much love...

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  14. MarianJune 30, 2015 at 3:53 PM

    Aw! Perfect.

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  15. AnonymousJune 30, 2015 at 6:57 PM

    Loved it :)

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  16. AnonymousJuly 1, 2015 at 1:16 AM

    Great little poem ... captures in a unique way those images and words teasing out our edges.

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  17. Sweeper of DreamsJuly 16, 2015 at 3:35 PM

    the muse is in the flick of the wrist - love it!

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