Rhoda Tripp Poet Rhyme

Burlap and Satin

Kickin’ ass farm chores in floral print dress
Lipstick is sticky and hair’s all a mess
Binder twine blisters that tuck a loose tress
Crankin’ old Allis but with mom’s finesse
 
And these things that happened
Like burlap and satin


Fertile fields plowin’ and dust in excess
Barley seeds planted with such fine caress
Rakin’ up hay for the bales of success
Dreamin’ up memories is such a bless.
 
 
And these things that happened
Like burlap and satin
 
Askin’ for little and wanting some less
Catholic girl says no to sometimes yes
Maybe sought more than we dare to confess
Born to be tender with some rough, I guess.
 
And these things that happened
Like burlap and satin


Written:  3/21/18
Contest:  Burlap and Satin
Host:  Anthony Slausen

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Sara Kendrick April 3, 2018 at 3:13 PM Enjoyed reading your creative winning work. Congrats on your winner. Way to go. Sara Rhoda Tripp April 4, 2018 at 10:53 PM Thank you, Sara. So glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by to read and comment

Kai Michael Neumann March 31, 2018 at 6:11 AM Tender with some rough, I like that. Congratulations on your win, Kai Rhoda Tripp March 31, 2018 at 11:29 AM Thank you so much, Dear.

Eve Roper March 30, 2018 at 9:41 PM Congratulations on your win, Rhoda! Have a wonderful Easter Hugs Eve Rhoda Tripp March 31, 2018 at 11:28 AM You have a wonderful Easter as well, Eve, and thank you for accepting my friend request on FB. Thank you for your constant support.

Sandra Haight March 30, 2018 at 7:24 PM Rhoda, I really like how you used the theme for your well-written fun poem, and I enjoyed watching the video and listening to the music while reading it too! Congratulations on your placement in the contest! Hugs, Sandra Rhoda Tripp March 31, 2018 at 11:28 AM Thank you, Sandra. This was the first video I've ever made and was up until 2 am finalizing it. Thanks so much for your time. Glad you enjoyed it.

Carrie Richards March 30, 2018 at 5:44 PM This made me smile !! You wrote a poem that could be put to music !! I can hear it and loved your video !(Yay! for us country girls.......so am I !!) Rhoda Tripp April 11, 2018 at 11:39 PM Hi Carrie...just wanted to give you an update on "Burlap and Satin". I submitted my lyrics to a company called Nashville Song Service and they are going to produce the song in a recording studio and hire a vocalist and musicians. They will then make a "demo" recording and will pitch the song in Nashville. Royalties are 50/50 split if it goes anywhere. I figure it can't hurt to try. Thank you for the encouragement. See? I do listen, lol. - Rhoda - Rhoda Tripp March 31, 2018 at 11:26 AM Funny you say that, Carrie. After writing it, i sung it in my head all day long, lol. Congratulations on being a country girl. Wouldn't have it any other way. Thanks for stopping in, watching, and commenting. Much appreciated.

John Gondolf March 30, 2018 at 4:46 PM Back to say congrats on your placement. Great job. John Rhoda Tripp March 31, 2018 at 11:25 AM Thank you, John and thanks for your help with meter. You are a dear.

FJ Thomas March 28, 2018 at 1:46 PM Love how you did this twin! Kick butt Ladies rock! ...everything ;•) Rhoda Tripp March 30, 2018 at 4:29 PM Thank you so much, Shadow. Much appreciated. And yes...yes we do!

Pat Adams March 25, 2018 at 9:28 AM Wow this is really great Rhoda. You are very talented. I watched the video. A very catchy tune. If anything, maybe just a little fast, but I did manage to keep up!................80) Rhoda Tripp March 26, 2018 at 3:18 PM Thank you, Pat, for watching. I've since learned how to slow the slides down so you'll have to take a peak at my second attempt. Go to my poem "Sight of Lightning" on poetry soup. There is a link to my Facebook page. Let me know what you think. Thanks again, Dearheart.

Viv Wigley March 25, 2018 at 2:26 AM Great write, Rhoda, gritty, dusty, sassy. Good luck! Viv x Rhoda Tripp March 26, 2018 at 3:19 PM Thank you so much, Viv. Appreciate it.

James Marshall Goff March 24, 2018 at 7:58 PM Hi Rhoda, what fun for me tonite reading this sweet-flowing rural retrospect...your talent draws the reader into the rhythm & emotion with a gentle angst...nice! Rhoda Tripp March 26, 2018 at 3:20 PM I appreciate your kind comments, James. I am humbled. Glad you liked it.

Paul Callus March 24, 2018 at 9:54 AM An excellent take on this contest theme, Rhoda. I always had this feeling that you were a country lass, so we do have a lot in common! You sure know how to rake up memories:) Enjoyed the video, too. ~ Regards // paul Rhoda Tripp March 26, 2018 at 3:24 PM Thank you so much, Paul. I've since made another video and if you go to my poem here "Sight of Lightning" (the one that reminds me of Bob Segers song) and click the link to my FB, you can see I've figured out how to slow down the slides. Let me know what you think. Your opinion is important to me.

Winged Warrior March 22, 2018 at 8:09 PM Thank god your a country girl...love the video Rhoda...stay in the light...^WW^ Rhoda Tripp March 22, 2018 at 8:41 PM Thank you, Winged, for throwing some brotherly love my way.

CayCay Godwin March 22, 2018 at 6:44 PM Your talent does indeed rock some mighty fine poetry and this is one of those poems. It is excellently crafted, shines with the gloss of a muse's finesse and I absolutely love it. What be a hobby farm? Surely you didn't grow hobbys. I'm lost - hobby farm ignorant, but not poetry lost and this is a poem well worth the find. I've missed your busy self - say you're okay! Poetry hugs ... CayCay Rhoda Tripp April 11, 2018 at 11:41 PM I'm sending this song to Nashville...not even kidding...lol. - Rhoda - CayCay Godwin March 23, 2018 at 12:16 PM Greed took its full effect in your life and mostly, it seems, in your Father's. I empathize and absolutely detest the reason for such senseless evasions on the good person's livelihood and dreams. Somethings are, and always will be, just plain wrong. Love ... CayCay Rhoda Tripp March 22, 2018 at 7:12 PM Well, CayCay...I'm kind of glad you asked about hobby farms. I guess technically, back in the day, my Dad's farm would have been considered a dairy and crop farm. We had milk cows and raised corn, soybeans, alfalfa, and sorghum. We sold milk commercially until the 70's when small farmers were required to install a bulk tank to replace the old electric coolers and milk cans. Dad always said it was to eliminate the "small guys" and it did. Today, his farm would be considered a hobby farm (not for profit, but as a hobby) as most commercial farms have to have hundreds of acres to earn a living wage. Thank you so much for your kind comments and friendship here on Soup. You are a blessing to me. Hugs returned tenfold.

Silent One March 22, 2018 at 9:11 AM Nice rhymes, lovin' the lines.. Second stanza is my fave.. sounds like a great country song maam' Rhoda Tripp March 22, 2018 at 9:30 AM Thank you SO. Funny you say that because after working on putting together the slides I have this poem memorized and I've been singing it in my head all dern day. Thanks for your support, Dear.

John Gondolf March 22, 2018 at 5:11 AM Rhoda, this poem has such a great flow to it, nicely done. I'm sure it will bring back memories to your sisters.. Best of luck in the contest. John Rhoda Tripp March 22, 2018 at 6:42 AM Yes, thank you. It does flow beautifully. ;-)Your kindness and support is so appreciated.

Tom Cunningham March 22, 2018 at 3:33 AM Oh the memories, captured beautifully Rhoda, I'm away at the moment but ill check out video later. Good luck in the contest. Tom Rhoda Tripp March 22, 2018 at 6:44 AM Thank you, Tom. Such fond memories of that farm. Couldn't have asked for a better rearing. Please let me know what you think of the video. It's a first time.