WORTH THE FIGHT

[Maureen K Clifford]

WORTH THE FIGHT

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LH8ByDhm ... ature=plcp




With no tinge of colour the mounds of crushed paper
are swathed in the gloom and the pressures of time.
An insatiable god has sucked all the moisture
from earth. Paper mountains now compound the crime.
Outside a new calf is bawling and floundering,
he’s learning to breathe in the damp misty air.
His mother, bone tired keeps an eye on two ravens,
her babe worth fighting for. Her duty of care.

That’s life. Always full of endings and beginnings,
the cycle rolls downhill – takes your breath away.
You’re kicking the dust and waiting for the silence
but inside you’re screaming ‘I still want to play.’
Listen to the wind, see the shadows of clouds
hiding from summer rains and, running through fire
of a brilliant sunrise that bathes all in glory.
A vision so splendid of which you don’t tire.

And sometimes when sore eyes gaze over the paddocks
that once were a green, lush and high waving sward,
where bluebells danced daintily down in damp hollows
and every day given was its own award.
It’s easy to think that a man must be crazy
to struggle each day against nature and earth.
A solution's eating your guts just like ground glass.
You stop and remember. You value her worth.

Maureen Clifford © 03/12

[Irene]

Lovely Maureen!! Have you put this on audio yet? I can just imagine this one being spoken in that wonderful way you have.
Look forward to hearing it.

Catchya
IRene

[Maureen K Clifford]

Thanks Irene - I hadn't even considered that - didn't think too much of this one to be honest it was three days prompts from another site that I threw together.

I might look at it a bit more and see what sparks. Thanks for considering it worthy. Love the comment about my spoken voice that will lift me for the rest of the day 'cause I always reckon my voice is as flat as a pancake.

Cheers

Maureen

[DollyDot]

Maureen

I think it is lovely. Please record it for us. I always think people say their poems the way they think and write them. I realise once it is in print others read it and interpret how ever they wish.
I enjoy reading and hearing your work.

Cheers
Dolly

[Neville Briggs]

Good on ya Maureen. My youngest son has a cattle farm, I think he is not really a farmer, more just a liking for dealing first hand with the land and animals.

[Maureen K Clifford]

Good on him Neville - you can learn the technicalities of farming - but love of the land and her moods and the ability to work with her and not against her has to be felt in your heart and soul.

He may never make a fortune from it - but I bet he is a happy man and content with what he has.

Cheers

Maureen

[Neville Briggs]

It looks that way Maureen. As long as I don't try to help him hands on, I'd have the cows in the creek or something

[Maureen K Clifford]

Have put this up now as a YouTube clip if anyone is interested. The link is on the poem

Cheers

Maureen