Sunday, February 4, 2018

a good rest in manageable poverty mode

                                                                                             Attribution: Dawn Miller
Image: Toils of the Farmer (here)

the 11 of 12 given words:
bend post missing sense  spectacle 
gentle inject message ink mint spin 

force of habit at the bend of the road
a breather mindful of the inner voice
a good rest in manageable poverty mode
and deserving of the luxury of choice

reminiscing on the strong oak post
used to be there guarding the gate
now gone missing otherwise as host
now not comforting to visitors of late

a spectacle, a gentle intermission
not witnessed by any soul each morning
to inject a message of satisfaction
a lone farmer inked a ritual pleading

a similar episode minted the next day
a spin of wry feelings to the farmer
blessed him in many different ways
grace of Providence provided the honor

Sunday Photo Fiction - Feb 2018
Brenda's Sunday's Whirl  Wordle #337
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #389


  1. It's those small duties that need to be done every day that most people never see...

  2. Yes it is the small things in life that count,
    Most enjoyable poem Hank.


  3. A good title to accompany the blend.

  4. Sometimes we just have to appreciate what we have...

  5. Good to appreciate the small things!

  6. What a wonderful poem reminding us of the everyday and how this moment is most important!

  7. Good to be reminded now and again that the small things in life matter large. Excellent.

  8. I like the rhyming, and the way you build the details bit by bit.

  9. I love the phrase "manageable poverty", and realized that is the level at which i have lived most of my life. Smiles. At that, more fortunate than so many. Good one, Hank!

  10. I like how this reminds us to stop and notice our surroundings, if even for just a moment.

  11. Every now and again, our only reward is knowing that things could be so much worse.

  12. I love this phrase "manageable poverty mode" and how I could see the relationship between the aged and the fence post, both keeping their daily guardianship. I think now that the big debts are paid I, too, have welcomed this poverty, though I still do my civic duty of asking for improvements.

  13. The little things day by day sure add up to a whole lot

  14. Lovely poem it tells a great story :)