Made by the Master Gardeners in Crossville, Tennesse. H/t: Smith County Master Gardeners and JeanMarie Olivieri.
Post your gleanings in the comments below.
Living Poetry
A group of poets and poetry readers.
November Visual Poetry Prompt
Made by the Master Gardeners in Crossville, Tennesse. H/t: Smith County Master Gardeners and JeanMarie Olivieri.
Post your gleanings in the comments below.
Living Poetry 
Maggie of the Corn
After the fall harvest
Young Maggie was found
And all to the earth
She seemed to be bound
In the fields she’d tarried
With a beau she’d adored
They’d lost track of daylight
A stalk caught her waistcord
Her lover she lost
As they groped in the dark
But really he ran
‘Cause his love was a lark
Days came and went
Her feet caught in a row
As stalks wound her white dress
They’d rustle and grow
As for her kinfolk
Who’d believed she’d eloped
Of seeing young Maggie
They began to lose hope
When Maggie was found
She was not what they knew
Her black hair fall’s color
A rusty flaxen hairdo
The earth she had wed so
Young girls be forewarned
If a suitor comes calling
Stay out of the corn
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Posted by Steve Croft | November 6, 2019, 12:43 PMSage advice. Well done!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | November 6, 2019, 3:09 PMYowza! That’s really fantastic Steve. I knew this character would spark a story for someone. Thanks for posting.
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Posted by JeanMarie | November 6, 2019, 3:54 PMOh my goodness! This is a good one.
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 6, 2019, 4:08 PMJeanMarie and Lisa, thanks. I thought a folksy cautionary poem would fit the photo.
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Posted by Steve Croft | November 7, 2019, 11:28 AMit was hard to define
the cherub statue they used
sometimes as a lady abundance
sometimes as a baby Jesus
or the Easter bunny in the spring festivals
but he really sogged his biscuits when
they tried to turn him into a leprechaun
you have to have principles
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 5, 2019, 4:29 PMPoor cherub. Nice one!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | November 5, 2019, 4:40 PMthank you! It’s very confused.
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 5, 2019, 4:53 PM“sogged his biscuits” ha ha! I don’t know what that really means, but I love it!
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Posted by JeanMarie | November 6, 2019, 3:55 PMhee hee Thanks!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 6, 2019, 4:09 PMThe Scarecrow’s wife waited at the end of the lane
for her husband to come home again.
The job took a lot out of him but she had plenty
to fill him in. If only she had time to visit the salon.
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Posted by JeanMarie | November 4, 2019, 3:52 PMHa! Well done.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | November 4, 2019, 4:05 PMhee hee Love it!!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 5, 2019, 4:21 PM