Thursday, September 3, 2015

Out In The Cows

Cows are good listeners
and quite picturesque
silhouetted by sunrise
or a west Marlow sunset.
Out in the cows,
I almost forget

that I'm
a carnivore.

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22 comments:

brudberg said...

Ha.. I bet that the cows don't forget. They know what it means to be prey.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Cows being out in the wild have natural instincts which help them survive.
Well penned!

Lots of love,
Sanaa

Sylvia K said...

Another great one!! Hooray for the cows!! I'll definitely be a vegetarian today!!

Gail said...

It's good that they give us peacefulness alive and sustenance when they are not.

kolembo said...

Fabulous! Ecstatic!

Mary said...

oh, gulp!
Indeed sometimes I would prefer NOT to be a carnivore.

s said...

What better way to eat them than to first walk among them and befriend them?

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hello Ms. Zen,
Out in the cows is where I often was while growing up. But I never forgot I was a carnivore, or more truthfully, didn't think of them in that regard. They are docile creatures with their big "cow eyes", staring without seeing, but there is no more peaceful scene than cows on pasture. Thanks for taking me home.

Fireblossom said...

Quite MOOving.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This actually cracked me up. This is the dichotomy and it bothers me greatly - how much I love animals and the fact that, rarely but occasionally, I do still eat them. Oy. It gets harder with every month.

Toni Spencer said...

I read a line in a book the other day about vampires that seem to fit here - they like calm and stability because wolves won't hunt in a burning forest. So they are calm and grazing and we....hunt. Funny poem, funny in the good sense. but oh! the other feelings it brings to mind that are not funny. Excellent way to make a point.

thotpurge said...

I echo Bjorn ... the cows probably sense it though!

Susan said...

Hahaha! Look into those soulful brown eyes. I always thought they held both love and pity. (But, really--all life forms must eat. 'Course, humans tend not to eat carnivores.)

blueoran said...

Said the killer poet to the sleepy locals.

Sioux said...

This poem puts me in a pensive mooooood. (Hey, Shay stole my comment idea. ;)

Gillena Cox said...

another nice poem

much love...

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Brilliant write! The closing line(s) made me smile, laugh out loud in fact!
Kind regards
Anna :o]

X said...

We have in many ways lost touch with where our food comes from...in our progress .

Kate Mia said...

A gift of canines bring meat..
and nice to be respected
when one is living
and giving
meats..
cows
have as much or more..
feelings as humans
for each other..
there is no
hiding
emotion
in any
mammal's
eyes for those
with eyes to
see emotions
in eyes.. sometimes
lost in a scientist way..:)

grapeling said...

they say cow methane is one of the biggest contributors to global warming. so, who's killing whom? ~

Marina Sofia said...

Ha, well said! I too love the placidity and lady-like gathering of cows staring at me with interest (and just a hint of boredom, to put things into perspective). Witty and charming!

Other Mary said...

I wonder how the cows feel when they are out with the humans.