Coming Upon A Cow Poem by Barbara James

Coming Upon A Cow

Rating: 5.0


For want of something better,
I call you chunky.
A chunk here, a chunk there
Hung carelessly on 4 spindly legs.
You are quite good at staring
and at munching grass
alone by yourself
in this empty field.
Profound
Like the rest of us,
you just one day found yourself here.

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Barbara James

Barbara James

Chicago, Illinois
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