Haiku 2-18-2018c

My third post! 40-50 mph winds blowing on the plains today, can’t see beyond the yard. Fireplace burns and cat is in my lap!

howling winter wind
carved furrows of dirt and ice
hot chocolate poured

                     -Clarence Holm

Revised version – Thanks Lynn

howling winter winds
dance on fields of soil and ice
stirred my cocoa mug

                  -Clarence Holm

Just A Rock

Just a rock placed on a wind-swept post,
Somewhat odd and out of place.
Before it sat on a prairie fence,
It rested from its’ seismic race.
Always watched by sun and sky,
Guarded by sharp thistles and thorns.
Lonely now and all alone,
Lifted high in a awkward pose.
A little piece of a farmer’s thought,
This summer’s whimsy, fantasy art.

                           -Clarence Holm

Lessons I Learned On A North Dakota Farm

Image ©2017 Clarence Holm

  • Never dig an outhouse hole deeper than what you can climb out of.
  • The fluffiest cats were always skunks.
  • Grabbing an electric fence in never fun, despite what your older brothers tell you.
  • The facts belong to whichever sibling is telling the story.
  • To judge a man, look into his friends eyes.
  • It is never good to take a bath in the same water as the youngest child.
  • Brakes on a John Deere only work if you can reach them.
  • The best neighbors come when you holler.
  • A man plows straightest when he looks at where he is going.
  • When your hands are full, it is harder to pick a fight.
             – Clarence Holm