02 August 2011

Magpie Tales 76: Dust Bowl Memory



Image courtesy of Tess at Magpie Tales

Mimic of the sun
Spinning to ward off heat
With promises of water
Based on faith of industry

But the sky turned,
it was the color of dirt
The dirt choked out life
A fallout of broken dreams

The blades turned
life moved on, until the sun rose on
another set of hands lifting the vanes
and daring to dream of a different life

11 comments:

  1. Wow.

    I really liked "With promises of water/Based on faith of industry". Such an accurate representation of places I have been; places both physical and metaphysical.

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  2. The blades turned
    life moved on, until the sun rose on
    another set of hands lifting the vanes

    Never ending story, then... :)

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  3. I liked the link to the Dust Bowls, Oklahoma in the 1930's. Reminded me of "The Grapes of Wrath"

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  4. This made me think of my granpa. His family lost their farm back in the 30's.

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  5. Hope springs eternal. I really like this one.

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  6. I liked the opening line very much...
    Nice Nice Nice!

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  7. wonderful, bittersweet Magpie. Shades of Steinbeck.

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  8. 'based on faith of industry' ... not realistic today .... however, your Magpie is most real and I enjoyed it!!

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  9. This is really a poignant write. Excellent piece here Irish.

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  10. "...daring to dream of a different life." I love that.

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  11. I really like "daring to dream" — oh, I see Tess liked that part, too, so I guess I'm right about it. LOL
    I enjoyed this a lot.
    — K

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

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