Open Poetry #40 |
First Mow Of The Season |
dingusjr Member
since 2003-09-24
Posts 415Missouri |
Some people glide effortlessly across their yard with wide grins like the grille of a '57 Chevy. I, on the other hand, struggle with my super-charged mower. It has to be force fed each inch of my yard like a reluctant dragon on a change of diet. I sweat..my mower drips oil.. for hours each weekend. One section at the back of the house has some kind of buffalo grass, lush and moist, planted long ago by some fool who laughs maniacally in a madhouse somewhere while my mower and I chew and chew at his creation. I have seen some women mowing, their large posteriors a counterbalance that must make the job easier somehow. Potbellied me has no such advantage. But I toil on with my mower and my weeder and my clippers and my blower.. defending my manhood. |
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TerryW Senior Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 779Louisville, Mississippi, USA |
Hee Hee -- wonderful! Great big smile on my face now ... I am only glad I live in an apartment and don't have to mow! ~~Terry ~you reached inside, you touched my heart, |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Yeppers, that time of year is coming around again in my neck of the woods, as well! I guess I'm one of those who have the "counter-balance" thing going ~ which I work to my full advantage! lol I love the down-to-earth, folksy way you write. It has a Will Rogers feel to it. I not only read your poetry ~ I experience it! It is so vividly descriptive! Happy trails! lol EA |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing... the woman next door cut her grass the last weekend... I'll have to grab my weed wacker soon...James |
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