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Weathering the Storm

A storm is brewing, dark clouds advancing in While tears roll down an embattled face Betraying the tortured scars within Each tear falls entwined in rains embrace. He knows the hardships aren’t over Soon colour will drown out scorched dust Time must elapse before forage and clover Further rain to beat this drought is a must. Unloading his animals when he ran out of feed There’s a cost to sell, when no one can buy When the drought breaks, once more stock he will need Irony demands growth will push prices up high. Financial pressure has taken its toll Each day of sun filled completely with gloom No income, while a mortgage eats at his soul Years of recovery on the horizon do loom. Exploding emotions as rain touches the dirt A passerby might see something awry A storm slowly starting, and a man that seems hurt Kneeling bent on the ground, he's broken in cries. 18th April 2015 A Storm Is Brewing Contest Sponsor - Kelly Deschler

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Date: 5/18/2016 7:09:00 AM
Greetings Mark. Congrats for your top placement in the contest!! ;-)
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Date: 5/20/2016 2:43:00 AM
Sorry Teddy. I missed your comment. Thank you, I was fortunate that it found favour.
Date: 5/17/2016 5:18:00 AM
A beautiful presentation of the harsher aftermath! Congrats on your great win, Mark!
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Date: 5/17/2016 5:18:00 PM
Thank you Balveen. We just got a 20mm of rain and the emotions of this poem are being echoed in the farming community here. A long way to go yet, but it's a start.
Date: 5/15/2016 11:01:00 PM
Well done Mark, congratulations on your win...
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Date: 5/16/2016 2:50:00 AM
Gudday Charlie. I'm honoured to have made the podium.
Date: 5/15/2016 10:39:00 PM
Congratulations Mark on the placement of the contest
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Date: 5/16/2016 2:49:00 AM
Thank you Nayda. I must have a read of some of the other entries.
Date: 5/15/2016 10:28:00 PM
Yay! it did do very well Mark...can't beat a first placement! I am back to congratulate you on your wonderful deserving win! ; )
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Date: 5/16/2016 2:48:00 AM
Cheers Connie! I'm pleasantly surprised. Sometimes a contest prompt just fits the muse.
Date: 5/15/2016 9:04:00 PM
A storm can bring tears of terror or tears of joy, it just depends on the situation... I loved the last stanza of your poem. An excellent write, Mark! Congratulations on a first place win!
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Date: 5/16/2016 2:41:00 AM
Thank you Kelly for my wonderful placement! Once again an awesome contest with so many wonderful entries. Yes a storm does have a differing affect on many people depending on circumstance or occupation. : )
Date: 4/19/2016 4:09:00 AM
Mark, your passionate piece touches the heart! It is beautifully written and very moving. I am sure this one will do very well in the contest. Impressive! #7 :)
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Date: 4/19/2016 3:15:00 PM
There are times of hardship and times of gain, in an environment that farmers have no control over. Today they could buy cattle based on the current market and next year when they're ready to be sold there could be a BSE outbreak (as an example) somewhere in the world and consumers have changed to pork and other proteins. Asset rich and cash poor life can be a constant war. Cheers : )
Date: 4/17/2016 9:55:00 PM
Love your unique take on the theme Mark - no wonder so many farmers give up - it is happening a great deal even on our own little Island:-( hugs Jan xx
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Date: 4/18/2016 4:28:00 AM
It's a tough lifestyle and yes there are fantastic days, but as an industry there are so many external factors that make it so alarmingly difficult.

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