Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner
Nocturnal lost its darkness:
swallowed by a freed sun
fireflies’ dim their neon
silhouettes became houses, animals, and trees.
The moon’s expression dipped
owl’s eyes dormant.
Barnyard kings flapped their wings
showed off their alarms.
Buttercups stretched to glow and flicker
sipping samples of morning’s dew.
Silence beckoned clamor
milk buckets clang, horns blare, dogs bark,
emerged into an ingredient of commotions.
Crows rummaged and scratched backyards
deer lapped still ponds; water scribbles.
Farmhand sauntered to barns
squeezed milk from warm sacs
Mother packed lunches; tied shoestrings,
rushed children to catch “Old Yellow”
danced with a stringy headed mop
kneaded bread for suppertime.
Mother flopped down to watch soaps
forgot to gather browns and whites
black snakes sucked all the eggs.
Barbara Kasey Smith is the writer of this poem – Copyright 2008 – Use by Permission Only.
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