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

 

For Helen

The morning silence was broken

by the mournful sound

of a mother’s heartbroken sobs

as the tears fell to the black earth mounded in front of her.

Her only child placed in the ground

to return to his Mother Earth

~the shattered dreams; the broken heart.

No courage to pick herself up and move forward.

If you’ve written a 55, a story or poem in exactly 55 words, tell G-Man!