The Parker’s metal
sides bulge
like fat pigs
gorged on grain.
The tractor strains
a mighty heave,
wagons ease from soft
end rows.
A dusty country
road welcomes
this swaying
train,
a tractor and two wagons –
green wagons,
green tractor
like spring,
like hope.
Toward home
the tractor goes,
to the auger,
to the bin,
to the thought just
months away
of the planting once
again.
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October 2013
Cobbled Together 