by SeattleRain
well, it isnt bull..this is so freaking unique, how could I not love it?? one teeny thing though, you start the poem out, using "me" and then in one spot you say he told *us* that kinda punked with my head... :)
but still, I love a good cow poemy, any day of the week
( what IS The diff twixt hay and straw? it all looks like grass to me)
I think I've had a cow obsession ever since I read the far side. Remember all those cow cartoons? Now I think cows are just the most amusing creatures alive. Thanks for the cow poem.
Hay is cut and dried grass
Straw is cut and dried stems of stuff like wheat and oats.
Hay is for eating
Straw is for sleeping
Hay is better for romping around, not as pickery unless you are into that kind of thing.
Eve, I have cow nightmares. They are always pushing me around with those big slimey noses. They talk. And they never like me.
What kind of computer do you have? Perhaps that is the source of your dreams?
A strange and unusual poem with a dreamlike or altered reality quality.
It reminds of a style mingling of Annaswirls/2rivers, or Denis Hale/smithpeter.
It contains the better elements of them all.
A very nice read over coffee. - Thank you
Such a tale should not surprise anyone who's seen a Chick Fil A commercial.
This poem was mentioned in Wednesday's New Poems Reviews, in a picking from Lit's archive of over 30,000 poems.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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