O' Pioneer
~
Someone's calloused hands
pounded posts into earth’s clay
to circle the west
with stretched barbed wire, foresight
and faith in the horizon
Until fields were ripe
with grain, furrowed brows, and with
deep seeded pride--
For Russell Sivey's Contest: "Mesh of forms" Tanka/Senryu
Carrie Richards 3/19/12
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