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Two Short poems by Craig Simpson
The Farm
Dark brown earth; life too me
stalks of corn; furrows between
fields of bales; waiting to be moved
Meadowlarks singing; goldenrod swaying
I hear a cow or two talking today
the geese chattering away
calves frolicking; playing away
flies everywhere; butterflies float
The wind is warm, dry, uncomfortable
elms swaying; their leaves singing
scents everywhere; some good some bad
The dog lazily lays in the shade of the car
cats chasing insects; others relaxed, lounging
chickens clucking; scratching to eat
all in a days work at our farm
Pick Up Trucks
Loyal as a puppy, but dented all over
carrying smells of many years on the farm
she’s only 12 years old, still does her job
I think she was blue when I bought her
Tires covered with mud, manure and grain
three wheel covers, one missing
grill broke from hitting that post last year
radio antennae is half there, bent over
Tool box in the back, scratched, sorta white
box all beat up, little or no blue there
dented up front, that’s where the scoop hit
tailgate works with patience and a good shove
Radio is on, listening for the markets today
old grain tickets stuck in the ash tray
dust everywhere, floor board with mud
seat is worn and torn, still seats me fine
One bumper is held by wire, the other one bent
seat belts are somewhere in there
the muffler is still there, tailpipe long gone
some of the gauges work, others used to
The farmer’s pickup is truly his other girl
steady, faithful, full of support
may not look like the same as the showroom
but, she is still there like your best friend
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