Saturday, November 7, 2015

God's Country

We grieve with casseroles and pies,
celebrate with parted thighs,
live between with Sooner pride and Cowboy up.

Saturday - might drink a few.
Sunday comes; we're in the pews.
From your outside point of view, you call us dumb.

But when Jesus comes      back again,
he'll grin and call it heaven.

For Kerry's Eye of the Beholder prompt at Real Toads

21 comments:

Sylvia K said...

You are absolutely the best!! Thank you for sharing!! Hope you're enjoying a great weekend!!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"He'll grin and call it Heaven." Love it!

Sioux said...

God, this is gorgeous. I hope it took a helluva long time to craft it... At least TELL us it did.

thotpurge said...

LOL... like the shift from Saturday's few to Sunday's pew!!

Rachel Gloria Mayer Walsh Schapiro said...

God bless.

Jim said...

Cow Country, U.S. Did you watch CMA the other night? (I rode a horse to high school my first two years. The last two I drove my Dad's pickup.)
There is an age where there comes more casseroles than celebrations.
.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is social commentary at its best. Reads like a mantra of the age.

Fireblossom said...

That's not Jesus....that's The Donald!

hedgewitch said...

I don't mind that it exists so much,as cultural navel-gazing is pretty universal, I just mind the tribal arrogance, hatred of the Other, and the pride it seems to induce that its glorified self-limitations don't deserve. I used to love this state; now I only wish I had the money to leave it. The casseroles line is a classic.

brudberg said...

So we go from bread and circuses to wine and casseroles... alas the laws of democracy has not changed.

Sharon Wagner said...

I call it hot dish!

Marian said...

Sooooo wry!

cosmos cami said...

Fun.
I love this!
There's a wonderful feel in the rhythm to the line "Sunday comes; we're in the pews."

Magaly Guerrero said...

You, my dear lady, have the power of reality-inducing laughter. Each word where it belongs, each idea clear for those looking (and for the ones choosing not to see)... this is pure yum!

Margaret said...

Enjoyed every syllable of this. And Fireblossom's comment too!

Susie Clevenger said...

Love it.. I lived in Oklahoma for nine years so this is very familiar. Replace a few things and it could be Texas too.

blueoran said...

Home on the range indeed. The spirit of the local is a genie in a tub of BQ.

Carol Campbell said...

Oh yes. That rhythm of the week where we jump from our Saturday selves to our Sunday best!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

I'm with Jesus! Great little poem, this!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

He was one of the boys, I guess. :)

Gail said...

Amen!