Six Cow Pile-up on Pasture Hill

Six Cow Pile-up on Pasture Hill

nestled between two lofty pines

lay red and white

black and white

brown and tan

rump roast beauty queens

snorting sharp wisps

of white winter breath

an impestuous rooster’s cacklings

interjects background noise

as the six cow pile up on pasture hill

doesn’t budge an inch

resting on leftovers of clover and timothy hay scraps

that didn’t quite meet their culinary palettes

but by late afternoon’s fading sun

will become a mulled over snack

my ladies of leisure

just below my kitchen window

out beyond the clothesline

brings about a stark admission

of just how much

I had come to miss this…

–©g.a.meeder, 2020®

 

Below are my six lovely rump roast queens:

“Sweet Pea, Vaderess, Fawn, Snowflake, Beauty, Shawnee”

 

 

Symphony at Dusk

 

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Symphony at Dusk, —©g.a.meeder, 2019® 

                                                               Symphony at Dusk

the sun lays her head

upon broad earthly shoulders

as the night maestro

ushers in the starry notes

grazioso for our eyes

 —©g.a.meeder, 2019®

 

For John Coyote with love & respect

for understanding. 

May you find your peace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letdown

 

Letdown

i watched from afar

as your disease knocked the wind

out of your sails

in angst I secretly prayed

that there would be

a god to heal you.

—©g.a.meeder, 2019®

 

 

 

Sun Shines So Pretty

Sun Shines So Pretty

winter layers us

in white diamond dust

the earth rotates on

her axis seasonally

stirring all things up

finding us here

in this moment

of discovery

that when the sun

shines so pretty it hurt

reminding us that

missing you

would hurt this much?

—©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

 

Dawn of Truth

Dawn of Truth

The splish splash lull of soapy dishwater

pulled her in as her sponge

spun around the bowl’s rim

two small business setbacks

and all those dishes she’d scrubbed

through thick and thin

pondering why is life always sink or swim?

—©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

 

Stellar Minx

Stellar Minx

celestial rocks break free

from intergalactic rides

streaking in their final blaze of glory

across charcoal cajun blackened skies

sprinkled with shimmering stars and planets

giving us pause to marvel

at what we romanticize as falling stars

are nothing short of amazing

but meteors cleverly disguised…

— -©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

Simplicity(My Bouquet of Wisdom)

My Bouquet of Wisdom,–©g.a.meeder, 2018®

Simplicity
(My Bouquet of wisdom)

tiny seeds of life
that have taken root
give me a
simple pleasure
that only goes
to show
how easy to please
i have become in my life
with the smallest bouquet
of wildflowers
hand picked
for good measure.

–©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

“Simplicity is not style, it is a state of harmony.”

Naoto Fukasawa