Thomas Hart Benton Hay

© Thomas Hart Benton Hay

In the heat of day
his struggles are a-plenty

Piles done
piles more to go
and,
the noon-day sun
unrelenting

but,

his home is in sight
there’ll be plenty of
cool, fresh water to drink

Yes,
this horse works hard
for his hay.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

Shared with Magpie Tales #125  The artist Thomas Hart Benton ‘Hay’

Desperate Housewives

Living at home
eldest of a handful of kids
she’s already seen enough of
bouncing balls
robbing Peter to pay back Paul
adding, subtracting what she
can and can’t.

She’s sick of following behind
them all.
Closing cupboard doors and
left-open drawers
(no matter what she says)

Spring, summer, fall
months roll by
year in year out
nothing changes.

The sting of life with its
rind peeled
can sometimes
reveal more than we wish
but,
you cannot change ignorant
people who chose to spurn
the gift of learning.

She contemplates the ripples
(could sit there for eternity)

Can she really marry anyone
and become just like her mother.
Yet another of those, oh so
desperate housewives.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo      *All rights reserved

For some reason the Wordle words led me in this direction this week.  Growing up in the messy endless noise and chaos, as second eldest of six kids, I know how she feels. LOL

Shared with The Sunday Whirl #64
Poets United Pantry #105