At the Mini-Ranch
dark as silhouettes
miniature cows claim the title
‘Dexter’ as their heritage
snouts claiming space
in the pasture
and a harem of eight protected by
mini-bull—Kenny
wary of a regular-size version
at the next farm
having an eye for his ladies.
Kenny debates the issue
trashing thirty feet of fence
in a nose to nose
confrontation
second occasion this week.
In a gesture of tranquility snow
continues its fallout
flakes melting into a pile of
emptiness
and the ranch announces
through a parade of hooves
llamas
sheep and donkeys
mark another
plodding day in Alberta.
© Richard L. Provencher 2008
Comments
Nathan Bednarek | October 31, 2008 - 17:40
Nice to have you back Richard! Haven't seen any of your work for two months! It's great to see your poetry again especially poetry like this. It seems simple, but to capture the atmosphere of this place is in itself an art; so well done, this is great!
Nathan.
Richard L. Prov... | May 10, 2009 - 20:09
Your thoughts and comments are always appreciated. I made a boo-boo and did not indicate I wanted to be notified of any comments. Just discovered that situation. I still say your writing is superior. All the best. Richard LP