Pastoral

The challenge this past weekend at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for Saturday’s Mix was to write a pastoral–poetry or prose.  Despite a rather non-idyllic last few months on the farm, I found some inspiration this evening.  Although it might be frowned upon sharing only a haiku for the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads, that’s all I’ve had time for lately.  Please forgive me and enjoy Caroline.

a rare selfie with Sweet Caroline

 

 

 

a perfect moment
sweet baby girl snuggling
into tender heart

 

I Read

I’m hosting Saturday’s Mix at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie today.  The challenge is to use a Homeric simile in our writing.  Here’s my feeble effort.  I am also sharing with Real Toads for their open link.

I read.

Like a man

at the verge of death,

lost–wandering

through the desert,

drinks with abandon

upon the appearance

of a sparkling spring

until he can take in

no more of the

life sustaining liquid,

so do I devour

the written word.

Word upon word,

page after page,

I gorge myself,

an attempt to satiate

my voracious appetite.

But to what avail?