Farmer Lady
O farmer lady
I love your Roses
Your crop has begun
we can harvest now
One for me
one for you
be plenty more
In your hair today
your bib tomorrow
Empty my lapel
cries please one of yours
O farmer lady
please step near to me
I'll read your face folks
call you bubble head
Can't get through to you
I feel they don't try
We'll do fine I know
breathe your breath on me
Warm and hot to feel
caries your desires
Be they known to me
do my best to help
Help like none before
fill every desire
Storm clouds gathering
signals must go in
Coffee keeps awake
a chance we can talk
My help's not for sale
still I'd like a rose
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Carrie at the Sunday Muse #314 for the picture prompt. See three other choices with her words and sources at
- All four pictures are examples of Surrealistic Art.
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This is...it's one of those poems that sneaks around, looking for ways to whisper in your ear. :) It feels like a myth in the making, a new way of looking at a stolen rose, a new story about walking on the earth. Really interesting.
ReplyDeleteLove your poem that 'talks', Jim! It gives it a special effect upon reading it!
ReplyDeleteHank
I second what Chrissa said. Have a great week dear Jim.
ReplyDeleteInteresting poem and perspective. I enjoyed the play with words in this part.
ReplyDeleteIn your hair today
your bib tomorrow
Empty my lapel
"Warm and hot to feel
ReplyDeletecaries your desires
Be they known to me
do my best to help
Help like none before
fill every desire"
Love the whole poem, but this section really stood out for me.
I hope he gets his rose, Jim.
ReplyDeleteYour interpretation of the image is spot on ... tells a great story. Hold out your hand .... I have a rose for you.
ReplyDeleteWonderful take on this image, Jim. Well done!
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