Up north, near borders and manure,
a woman lives with a Texas LongHorn.
She grows red potatoes and
asparagus in spring water.
She nudged her children
with long pitchforks, for all the years
that she could.
until ladybugs and snake skin
thick construction sick.
I had a son. White ash hair,
marble blue sight.
The woman’s Ladybug’s tampered him.
So, he trampled them!
One after another.
Like good mother’s do, I told him “NO!”
and when I did, my poor soul
No woman blessed me.
No child cried.
But, that woman! That woman with her potatoes,
and her asparagus,
and her giant Texas LongHorn
grew beastly horns that
sharper than pitchforks.
Oh, scary stuff MM!
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This is brilliant! The imagery the feel – enjoyed very much.
this could have more than one meaning for sure, as Angel said…brilliant!
thank you 🙂
Creeepyyyyyy. And yet I have read it for the 5th time. I must love scaring myself. Or else, it is very very beautiful too.
I think both.
lol! I LIKE that!!
Just letting you know I nomiated you for the versatile blogger award.
Thanks so much and congrats to you on the award.
You are welcome and thank you too!! 🙂