Saturday, January 23, 2010

Abandoned

Photo by Nedret, poem by Lin Floyd

a rusting hay rake
sits silently alone by
a forgotten barn

9 comments:

Terri Tiffany said...

Oh I love this poem as it descibes the picture so well! I love to stumble across a piece of history like this and think about what part it played in the past.

Mare said...

Things change so fast, and I sometimes think that it is not always progress happening. Sometimes we should go with 'If it ain't broke, don't fix it!'

Linda said...

These old pieces of farm equipment always bring on feelings of nostalgia.

Jocelyn Christensen said...

This is really cool...both the photo and the poem!

SandyCarlson said...

The photo and the sentiment are lovely and make me think how out of sync I often feel with the natural world--and so dependent on my watch and the Weather Channel.

Rambling Woods said...

The poem and photo work so well together Lin...Sometimes I feel like an old piece of farm machinery...

√ Abraham Lincoln said...

The poem says it all better than I, and when I see the old hay rack I want to cry.

Jean said...

Since I grew up on a farm, and also my grandparents were farmers, I do tend to notice the abandoned and rusting farm equipment sitting in untended fields today. Good poem, Lin.

Nedo said...

Mom, thanks for using my photo to your beautiful words. I am humbled..