Saturday, August 14, 2010

Even Cows Have Dreams

The cow
Stands munching
Emerald blades of grass.
Her sad eyes
Roam over the sweeping plains.

To be a bird
To fly

But now,
Only the quiet chewing.
And the yearning,
Deep in her soul-

Even cows have dreams.

2 comments:

  1. Maybe I'm not as bad at poetry as I thought. Or maybe I am and I just don't want to see it. This is a piece I found on my old computer. I wrote it in high school. I think it is pretty awesome.

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  2. I think you should write a follow-up poem in which the cow constructs some wings and hangs out with the birds for a day! :)

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