an October poem

[Texas Lighthouse at Point Bolivar]

 

October

 

October is a cow, a female cow

She will moo for you and make you a shake

You have no choice but for you to rejoice

 

October is a pig, big old spoiled boar

He won't pay you never mind so you think

Walk past him quickly, he is gonna grunt

 

October is a baby chick, come quick

see how fast it learns, today tries to crow

Tomorrow it is to scratch, dig for worms

 

October is all the pets on my farm

Donkey Don, Billy goat, Cilly sheep, Shep

I've named them all, won't bore you with no more

 

Well except just one more, my favorite

October is my trusty horse, my love

Harley cares for me, nuzzles and gives me rides

_ _ _ _ 

 

Photos and Poem copyright, © 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved

 

 

I'm linked with Magaly at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,

October in the Chair - http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/10/october-in-chair.html

Bonus fact, the only truth here, my birthday is in October, near Halloween

 

Wise old birds don't fly so fast ~~ a Saturday poem

"No one is free, not even the birds.
They are chained to the sky."
Bob Dylan

The winds are blowing, the birds are going
They're gliding southward, to places unheard
"V" formation rule, older birds up front
They've been north before, strong with expertise

Wise old birds don't fly so fast, they cannot
But they know each and every farm they pass
The creeks and watering holes, supper worms
And when they tire, they move back, next one's turn
_ _ _ _

Photo and Poem copyright, © 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved
Bob Dylan photo, below, from the Houston Chronicle, 10/14/2016
I might like him to sing my poem this morning.
My other Migration poem (link)

Today I'm linked with Hanah at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Transforming with Nature's Wonders; http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/10/transforming-with-natures-wonders.html

I'm also linked to Tuesday Morning Platform, a re-run for Toads, Guests, and Fans:
 http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/10/the-tuesday-platform_18.html

Please come get your award, Mr. Dylan.  All America is waiting, the whole world is. 
Thank you, we love you and your music, every song is a poem.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2016/10/17/nobel-prize-committee-gives-up-trying-to-contact-bob-dylan/