First blog entry

This is my first post on my new blog,

September 25, 2014.   

 an entirely new experience for me.  My bio explains why I am starting a blog.  Over the weekend of September 20^th I attended the semi-annual meeting of the Maine Poets’ Society (MPS) where I entered two contests and received a prize in each one.

One contest was about a subject (Fences) with no restriction on form.  The other was a ballad contest with no restriction on subject.  “The Perfect Fence” won first prize and “Diner Blues” won first honorable mention.  I have included them in the next two blog entries. 

You are welcome but not obligated to comment on the blog or its entries.  I welcome your participation in my Reflections expressed in poetry, photographs and comments. 

It Depends

The second mowing, tedded, bailed, removed.
The field left skinned and barren, desert like,
as autumn winds blow over ancient farm 
machinery scattered randomly across
the meadow like the bones of dinosaurs.
I wonder, will they come to life next spring
in time to lime or will the timeless grass
grow up around limp tires and fading paint?

It depends. Will aging farmers rise from winter’s
repose to mow once more, mend the snow
bent fence and aid the laboring ewe, force
their aching joints to grasp the hoe and strike
the rocky ground again?  If not, who will
restore the ageless tractor’s roar, once more?

 #582 October 2013