Suffering silence, Batman!
How can I live through the shaken blessings
that reign down on my life?
“Not without my cows!”
I scream into rugged faces
fierce with de-fences
chiseled from marble.
Not without my cows.
Warriors to grace,
their remote splendor
blossoms on the roadsides
that dot the days of my life.
Brenda Warren 2012
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Your writing is just lovely.
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How fun this was to read! Wonderful, Brenda.
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Love it for humor adn bit of edginess. Yea, you can read about a craze person too.
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Stupendous! I hope I did as well.
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Thanks for the laugh, Brenda. I think the phrase will stay with me as well.
Pamela
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Impressive! Cow used not just once, but three times. 😉 I cheated on “cow.”
Love your play on “reign” and “de-fences.” Nice.
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I love the weird sense of this given that I think cows have a weird sense all on their own; I deliberately went out of my way to use “cow” in another way just for the heck of it … but I love your poem brenda … very cool
http://thepoet-tree-house.blogspot.ca/2012/09/plain-faith.html
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Oh, too funny! I was thinking ‘crows’…but, then…
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This was a lot of fun to read. I also love your header photo.
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Yours was such a fun spin, just great!
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Thanks once again for the fun words to play with! No Without My Cows made me smile!
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Lol, Brenda, I think you’ve done it now. I live in the one state where cows may outnumber any other population. I’ll be driving around yelling, “Not without my cows!” And no one will think I’m crazy! I won’t be around next week because of a huge family reunion taking place. I’ll send them all back home saying the same thing, oh my,
Elizabeth
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I’m with Daydreamertwo on the Adam West reference. There was a fun reassuring humor waiting for that cartoon bubble after the fake hit. I think I shall remember your title every time I pass cows now.
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I’m sure the twins will battle eventually…
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Let’s hear it for the cows! Love that last stanza:
“their remote splendor
blossoms on the roadsides
that dot the days of my life.”
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A wonderful piece! It reminds me of a story about Buda. He was in the forest with his students. And suddenly a man came and asked if anyone had seen his cows. He lamented about their loss, said he could not go on. After he left, Buda said, “Now, aren’t you glad you have no cows?” Thanks Brenda.
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Thank you for the story, Annell. I love it!
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Great ending, Brenda. Thanks again for providing us with such wonderful words each week. Here’s mine: http://lkharris-kolp.blogspot.com/2012/09/overtures-and-undertones.html
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I haven’t read the poem yet. Wanted to share my hysteria at the title… okay, the poem is just as fun. I was afraid it would be somber and I would have to renege on the hysteria. I suspect the phrase will follow me for awhile. I’ll be washing dishes and my brain will scream: Not without my cows!
Love the new header photograph. It’s gorgeous.
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Thanks Margo! For me, there is a tad bit of darkness in this piece, but when the “not without my cows” line screamed its presence, it made me laugh out loud. I’m glad you liked it.
I like the header photo, too. Thanks. So glad you are back with us this week. 🙂
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Haha… not without my cows.. suffering silence Batman… LOL I was immediately taken back to the Adam West Batman series on TV in the 60’s…When they were hitting and fighting, the cartoon words would appear…like Pow…and Bam…and such… and Robin would keep saying ‘Holy cow’
Very fun read 🙂
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Fun write, Brenda! I enjoyed this original take on the words.
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ha…seeing all the cows in my neck of the woods…they are something familiar and comforting as a constant…
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A good one, economical, and made me laugh! Rain?
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I used “reign” on purpose. This poem makes a weird sense to me. Thanks, Viv. It makes me laugh, too.
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