
The Great Unquoted
Folks from the country are rarely surveyed.
They’re too far from the action so rarely waylaid
by people with surveys or long questionnaires
who don’t know the difference between bulls and mares.
They’re afraid of rogue bulls (or perhaps they are steers?)
Then wood ticks and snakes are additional fears.
So they’re given to mutiny when asked to go
to where they consider the folks are so slow
that they’re dumb as the fence posts that border the road.
They aren’t up on the lingo. Their clothes aren’t in mode,
but farm folks are happy no matter what season.
If they’d taken a survey, they’d find the top reason
is that folks armed with clip boards don’t haunt every nook.
They don’t stand at the corner or invade your brook
when a fellow stands fishing and thinking great thoughts.
They don’t snoop in your garbage or peek in your pots.
Here in the country, while working or drinking,
we keep to ourselves all the thoughts we are thinking.
Let city folks keep all their lists, charts and numbers.
We county folk prefer our bucolic slumbers.
Prompt words today are afraid, top, country, mutiny and post. And for dVerse Poets Open Link.
He might look like a city boy, but that’s my dad stretched out under a tree down by the river, thinking great thoughts. I think my mom had him dressed up for a church picnic.
What a great photo
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A memorable picture.
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Yes. How do we quote the “just BEing,” who have mastered a state so many of us struggle at achieving.
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Lovely vignette this, Judy – and carries with seed of truth with it too… A telling wite on a number of levels, I think… Bravo!
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I like the comparison of bucolic slumbers to charts and numbers.
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Really well done!
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The difference between country and city have never been further than now… we are growing apart.
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Actually, in many places the country is being swallowed up by the city. Certainly true where I am living. Guadalajara is drawing ever closer and the small villages along the lake are slowly growing together as well. Development has found us.
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Vivid comparison.
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Hi.
I stopped by to thank you for the like you left on Fandango’s blog (about banishing my image of two well-armed people facing off in a battle over toilet paper). But I’ve thoroughly enjoyed what I’ve read here, and as a suburbanite, I feel the need for greater knowledge of the thinking of folks from different environs. So now I am following you (though I dislike the term; I prefer subscribing to your blog).
Cheers,
Annie
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