Jesse Zerlaut Poet Verse

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Farmer's Plow

The roadside implement left without attendant, 
an objective lesson of technology progression. 

Long lacking use, should be rot and rust. 
Yet is anything but, even years without digging rut. 

A hand once guided, a horse once dragged. 
Hung up like the harness, and the feed bag.

So roadside it sits, repainted and new. 
A plow, a tool of a past we honor, that men would use.

Historic and remembered, now a monument, 
to the hard working farmer and time that he spent.

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FJ Thomas January 2, 2021 at 7:01 AM So many things we take for granted; for some our memories simply fail to remind us. Such hard working people ...then and now. A nice tribute Jessie :)

Old Buck July 8, 2017 at 3:32 PM Jesse: I wish my dad in-law was alive to read that. It might change his mind about poetry. :o) He was a life time farmer of the old school and would really enjoy the lovely word picture you drew here. Thanks for sharing with all of us on the soup. Keep them coming. oldbuck Jesse Zerlaut July 8, 2017 at 4:03 PM I grew up around the farm and Belgians. I'm lucky to have a father who is a farmer and a poet. From a family of farming.

Anil Deo April 29, 2017 at 5:33 AM Jesse, you do so many things with excellence. Knowing this pic is of your dad with those Belgians (?) is honoring him and his work ethic. Technology is like us humans: so much good and so much not-good, unless made new in Christ Jesus. Shabbat Shalom Brother. Thank U (7) Jesse Zerlaut May 1, 2017 at 2:15 AM they indeed are Belgians. Good call, Anil. Technology can be a large blessing in the right hands. We have the gift to fix things now, right things now we never could. So I do appreciate an age when I can go to youtube and look up how to repair a part on my car. Yet, I still love knowing where we came from.. and I get that from my dad. Thank you for reading Anil

Debbie Duncan March 28, 2017 at 8:34 PM Very nice read Jesse. Too funny my daughter's name is Jessie. I have a few old black n white pic from my Mom & Dads families. I love genealogy. My mom is Norwegian & Irish. My dad Scotch- Irish. I've heard a few stories. Hey, thanks for reading my mom's Lillian :) Jesse Zerlaut March 28, 2017 at 10:39 PM Lillian is a wonderful poem, Debbie. Any parent would be proud to hear such words... and know you care. Thank you for reading.

Old Buck March 27, 2017 at 5:01 PM Jesse: I must admit I feel sorry for the kids today. There is so much of our past they will never get to enjoy. Thank you for sharing these memories with all of us on the soup. keep them coming. oldbuck

Old Buck March 27, 2017 at 5:00 PM Jesse: I must admit I feel sorry for the kids today. There is so much of our past they will never get to enjoy. Thank you for sharing these memories with all of us on the soup. keep them coming. oldbuck Jesse Zerlaut March 28, 2017 at 7:59 AM My memories only go so far back and there are many who have aged beyond my thirty-seven years... it makes me so sad to think on everything people have witnessed or know about that as youths we take for granted the knowledge of our elders and what they have to share. I personally love history, antiques, and stories of the past. thank you for your comments.

Andrea Dietrich March 5, 2017 at 10:20 PM Very nice one, Jesse. A monument to his hard work. Jesse Zerlaut March 7, 2017 at 8:39 AM Thank you, Andrea. I grew up around horses and farming but it wasn't till I was a grown man that I got to watch my dad and his friends drag plows behind horses as a hobby. That's my dad in the picture above.

Darren White March 3, 2017 at 5:41 AM This paints a picture of almost an era long gone, which is not true perhaps, but it has that melancholic undertone... Jesse Zerlaut March 3, 2017 at 11:43 AM No, you're very right. Farming has come a long way from the day of plow and horse, much of it is progress, yet something's lost with progress. thanks for reading

Scott Thirtyseven March 2, 2017 at 7:21 AM Nice images, and feel. Well penned. Jesse Zerlaut March 2, 2017 at 2:09 PM Thank you Scoot. Glad you liked it!

Becca Teagan February 27, 2017 at 11:05 PM Love the message in this.... did you write this about a real tool? Jesse Zerlaut March 2, 2017 at 2:08 PM I'm from a line of german immigrants that came to American just before the Civil War. My family has been farming ever since. As for a real tool, yes, based on a plow in a neighbors yard that's been painted John Deere yellow and green.