Sunday, August 7, 2011

Magpie, 8/7/11


It was like a piece of art, 
 that her Uncle had saved from Granpa's barn . 
It used to ventilate the hay loft
and some of the lower aisle.
Now it was up on Uncle Henry's silo,
   all she could think about was finding 
    a big tall ladder and propping it 

up in the middle; so she could get 
her hands on that rust
before those western winds picked up again.

1 comment:

Brian Miller said...

nice..could totally see myself doing the same...rust is cool in how it changes metal making its own art...