the earth flew, scattered across the patch of land,
parched and bare of any life, but still they worked
it and hoped for the best, always optomistic.
corn, that was the crop of choice this year.
peaches and cream, sounded more like a dessert
than a vegetable. the land was worked and ready
for planting. seeds scattered in the breeze landing
helter skelter across the garden patch.
birds descended, covering the ground, cawing
loudly, calling to any who would listen that
there was food about, easy pickings this time.
the children ran, arms flapping, chasing away
the birds, that was their job. it would be from
now to the end of the growing season. scarecrows
didn't work, the birds used it as a perch, giving
a birds eye view of the best place to eat.
everyone did their job, even the birds.
the balance of life, dog eat dog, or bird eat seed
in this instance....that is just the way it is.
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie #1 (give me words) by iamlost.
600 points, ended November 16, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really loved this; the way it was written, the subject manner, the clever twists like "peaches and cream, sounded more like a dessert/than a vegetable." and "scarecrows/didn't work, the birds used it as a perch, giving/a birds eye view of the best place to eat." After a few entries that didn't really inspire me, this was a definite fresh breath of air in this contest! I also like the word twist on harrowing, as in this it could mean both distressing and the act of using a harrow.
Thanks very much for your entry,
~lost
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Thank you for the gold, and for your comments on my poem.
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This is a bit different than your usual style my friend! But I really enjoyed it. A pleasure to read!
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i loves the way you penned the balance of life and the message told many hugs always Angel♥
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