Scattered leaves today
Resting from last evenings storm
Nature’s final flight
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.
Nightfall’s zephyr show
Ether’s stratums wispy trace
Sunlit and aglow
Riding trade winds far above
Mortal worries, petty fears
- 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
Souls soar in night air
Drifting dreams are captured there
– Poets tell us where