Night Help
By Rhiannonw
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Slowly, silently, the lamplight falls
here and there as the farmer strolls
back from the barn where the soft beams lit
the struggles as ewe and man did their bit
to bring to birth and avoid the death
of the lamb now safely suckled and snuggled.
So glad they weren’t out on the windy hill
with buffeted lamp and wintry chill.
The storm has passed, just occasional flurries
and the light glints on puddles and two bright eyes
– mouse freezing, then quickly away it scurries.
The weary farmer reaches his door
puts out his lamp, no need any more –
but the electric flood makes his tired eyes blink
and gladly he shuts them in slumber to sink.
[IP: lamplight]
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I really like this, Rhiannon.
I really like this, Rhiannon. It's easy to forget that farmers are up and out in all weathers, at all times helping nature along. Your words are soft and powerful here, much like the lamplight.
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Sounds like you grew up
Sounds like you grew up on a farm Rhiannon! must be wonderful hey- if they don't make you work to hard. They say you are born, "Thank God I'm a country boy!
See you! Tom
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Wonderful, Rhiannon, will
Wonderful, Rhiannon, will come back to read this over and over!
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Show not tell, and here in
Show not tell, and here in elegant verse we have a whole story I found this poem delightful. A good one Rhiannon.
Dougie Moody
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This is such a detailed poem
This is such a detailed poem Rhiannon and I loved how you caught the rhythm and rhyme. It must be so rewarding for a farmer to see a successful birth and know that mum and baby are doing fine.
Working by lamp light gave it an olde worlde feeling. A great use of the I. P. I thought.
Jenny.
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"So glad they weren’t out on
"So glad they weren’t out on the windy hill
with buffeted lamp and wintry chill."
A highly visual poem. I like the rhythm and rhyming aspects. It's a scene to be played out a lot soon with lambing season coming. I know farmers work around the clock in spring. Adroitly done, Rhiannon. Paul
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This gorgeous poem by
This gorgeous poem by Rhiannon is Pick of the Day! Please do share if you can
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Big congratulations Rhiannon
Big congratulations Rhiannon - I loved this and am very glad it has been given some golden cherries which it well deserves- there's something timeless and comforting about both the poem and the lamplight
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Exhausting but rewarding for
Exhausting but rewarding for the farmer and the sheep. The need of a lamp to see it through adds to the atmosphere without revealing which age it might have been in. Your poem describes the event extremely well.
Turlough
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Cattle farming
They let him know there was an emergency we were in Pretoria it was my first trip to his farm, near Vryburg it's about 500km driving through the night. Battling outside in the dark just torches in the end after hours the calf was stillborn and the cow died also, it was exhausting business this.
There is a farm too belonging to my family it's in a trust. This one is really really beautiful I have some photos on my blog. For me the hardest part of a farm is you must get up so early. It borders on madness.
Glad at least your ewe and lamb made it! Tom
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your childish jokes
Will you stop fooling around it's not funny don't you have better things to do?
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sorry
I think it was meant for me. Sorry Rhiannon, my second name is Thomas my mother always used to call me Tom. These people take themselves far too seriously honestly. I have a cousin also Nolan in Gonubie he's always after the women they should chain him to a tree or lock him up and throw away the key he's a menace.
Nolan &
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No problem
No problem, take it easy! We all enjoy your work, always sincere and refreshing, and your bold approach to Christianity.
Nolan &
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