tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-449071407785176499.post1199852922754462292..comments2023-10-24T03:40:20.893-07:00Comments on Modern Verse: This Thursday Poetry Workshop and Glass Flute show and play: tomorrow, May 17, 2007Kathabelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03863810661468891882noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-449071407785176499.post-48283783961088221712007-05-22T09:48:00.000-07:002007-05-22T09:48:00.000-07:00Kath,I miss you and these wonderful evenings. I'v...Kath,<BR/>I miss you and these wonderful evenings. I've pedaled to Kentucky with only 3400 miles to go. Here's an offering if you wish to share it:<BR/><BR/>The Happy Side of Misery<BR/> By Sharon Hawley<BR/><BR/>On a country road in mid-Virginia,<BR/>a cyclist pulls another hill,<BR/>past a house with mammoth lawn<BR/>and dairy barn behind.<BR/>Oaks and poplars catch the sun<BR/>and glisten with the grasses,<BR/>soothing tired eyes with<BR/>forty shades of southern green.<BR/><BR/>Bovine eyes look up from munching,<BR/>distracted by a passing beast,<BR/>a strange one this, not making sense.<BR/>Free from fence and milking tubes,<BR/>instead of lying in the shade,<BR/>she pants a lonely hill.<BR/><BR/>Rebuke arose as proud I watched them,<BR/>a preacher in a wandering soul.<BR/>You fear the pain of flimsy fence,<BR/>Perform the duties of your breed.<BR/><BR/>Then came to mind the antsy spirit,<BR/>wrestling with the norms,<BR/>how I give so much for danger<BR/>and magnify the little gain.<BR/><BR/>In weariness of afternoon,<BR/>as alcohol, so legs draw concentration,<BR/>leave the brain to wander<BR/>and strain to hold the narrow way,<BR/>no shoulder but a drop-off,<BR/>a coal truck bearing down.<BR/><BR/>Here I go, a long new road,<BR/>like going back again,<BR/>not so sure this hilltop hides<BR/>just another downhill ride.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08759609166941428668noreply@blogger.com