#countrylife
The sun's goodnight brings a gentle hush
Over fields of flowers and greenery, lush
Cotton candy clouds float through the sky
Reminders of childhood and summers gone by
Hills tinged with blue cradle trees growing tall
From the barn we hear singing — a nightingale's call
All's right with the world on this quiet night
When beauty surrounds and dreams can take flight
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 4:10 AM UTC
Baths outside —
It's a country thing...
After a hard day’s work
of rounding cattle, shovelling steamy ****
hoeing weeds, woe, fixing fences fast fit
and grounding the grass, you’ll mantle it;
the horses and red-hot stamp them with bit...
You may break for brunch,
coffee (necessity!) and a bite to eat,
But then it’s back on your feet.
For more jobs to greet...
When the singe-worthy sun starts setting,
slipping behind the slopes, staged in the set background,
as on 'McLeod's Daughters' and ‘Yellowstone’ found—
You throw off your clothes and get right in, ohhh sounds (insert)
to the outside bath,
And soak off the grime from your bones, worn out.
Sip an icy-cold beer or shot a wild whiskey, with relieving cheer!
"ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Sep 13, 2025
Sep 13, 2025 at 12:15 AM UTC
I love the country life,
in between the feral cats
and hawks.
Morning coffee March
I sip it with Irish crème and smile.
Last night I fell
asleep inside her.
Safe and sound
and domesticated in her
tight wet walls.
We came together in
determined silence.
Family in the next
room.
I love the country life;
the ponds and streams and
sun soaked meadows.
The wild asparagus and
gooseberries.
In her arms my spirit rests.
My tired wings
find a nest better
than the barn swallows,
stronger than the eagles.
I'm a brook trout
swimming through
her veins.
I love the country life.
Coonhounds and cornflowers,
coyotes yipping and
bobcats tiptoeing up on
shocked field mice.
Last night, after we died
a little in each other's arms,
I gently rubbed her
cheek and kissed her
eyelids, nose, and lips.
I breathed in deep the
smell of lavender, *** and
home, the safest
fragrance I know.
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 11:31 PM UTC
As you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Enjoy the scene before you; rolling hills of many colours
Take the time, pull in, step out of your motor
Breathe deeply, take time to just be
Admire the grazing sheep and ponies
Not a care in the world; roaming free
priceless
As you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Let your mind roam free
Give yourself time for a break; breathe in the clean air
Regenerate your mind become for just a moment become free without care
priceless
As you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Take note of the palette of colours; Red, orange, yellow, green
Painting a most glorious rural landscape scene
Breathtaking in its simplicity
A million miles difference from the painting of a City
priceless
As you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Most of all be thankful, of course
That some of our parks are protected from development and modern progress
Preserved for us all to see
To visit from time to time and just be free
priceless
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 5:59 PM UTC
Today I saw a girl
She was walking
On a residential street
She looked out of place
But I knew her face
It’s a small town
So, of course, I knew her face
Of course, I know her name
She’s the Jones girl
She’s a teenager
I don’t know what she was doing
Probably doing whatever it is
Teenagers do
On a Sunday afternoon
In a small town
Platinum white hair
Piercings up her ear
Future up in the air
Scene and emo wristbands
And a graphic tee
Probably not from Hot Topic
Because Hot Topic ain’t so hot here
Here’s the thing
She’d be the It Girl
If it weren’t for her acne
If it weren’t for her height
If it weren’t for her weight
If it weren’t for her interests
If it weren’t for her hobbies
If it weren’t for everything about her
But her name
And her age
She deserves better
I don’t like her
Not personally
But she does deserve better
She deserves the city streets
There, and only there,
Can she can be who she wants to be
And if she can’t?
Then there’s no place I want to be
Not one at all
Because I want to be
Where she,
Where we all can be,
Who we want to be
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 5:08 AM UTC