Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Claine Keily # 3 Cattle

I was washed by the tide
sometimes for a whole day

I waited like he
told me

My stamina of course
has always betrayed me

Patient and obliging like cattle
this is how I was taught to be

Now I see him bringing herds
into a place too small for them
while he dreams of somewhere far away
an urbane whiteness
filled with dentist chairs
and undressed waitresses


  1. Wow, scary. The shift in imagery through the poem is very effective both visually and emotinally.

    1. Thanks Susan every poem is an adventure. I write the truth and just hope that my truth can be understood by others. I look forward to reading and responding to your poems over the school holidays when I have more time.

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    1. Oh thanks I am never sure about what I write but I do write the truth for me at that given moment. I am looking forward to looking at your poems Sarah over the school holidays. At the moment my workload remains brutal x

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    1. Thanks Rob I look forward to reading your poems soon in the school holidays when I have time


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