Short Millet Poems

A
break in
their travail-
for a quiet
time.

Ekphrasis -The Angelus by Millet...

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 fall morn Brown Thrasher
visits empty bird feeder...
under millet grows ...

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Farmer's son Jean-Francois -MilletM
known rural scenes in his day
Small scale reflections were his thing
medetative art he did bring...

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Jean Francois Millet ,a realist
picturing  peasants ,did not desist
Quiet time prayer 'The Angelus'*
more evangelical than strict religious


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MATISSE

creative

cutouts

MUNCH

melancholy

musings

MILLET

silhouetted

silence

TWINKU a double word distich with integral title...

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Arty stuff No 5

Millet was doing a dance,
As he painted a farm in Provence,
He would turn in a rush
And while holding his brush
Adopt a most classical stance!...

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the millet's stem bends
beneath the weight of cardinal...
seeds disappear fast 

stem now touches ground
bending from cardinal's weight..
cat in the shadows ...

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Things slip away.
  Obeying laws of
  cause and affectation,
  diction pictures words
    as sounds.

Hounds bay at lunatics.
  Sticks and bones
  fillet my stones.
    Millet and rye
    make me cry.

Ground beneath my feet,
  a swaying beat
    repeats
    repeats
    depletes me of my
      funky mood.

Shall we dance?...

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I am the scarlet parrot from the Amazon,
Intelligent, beautiful, passionate,
Trapped in a cage too small for my wings.

Bored,
With nothing but a pretty bell
To keep me entertained.

Lonely, 
With nothing but a mirror
To keep me company.

Hungry,
With nothing but a sprig of millet
To keep me sustained.

Craving fascination.
Craving love.
Craving life....

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We were fed, and fattened
 By the millet strewn tales;
 Which swayed like barley in our minds.
 Those wooded bowls of grain
 That spoonfed our souls
 Warmed and filled us
 Until we grew whole.
 But they had foretold;
 The Patriarchs,
 That we’d grow old
 And as we did, we’d forget
 That once we’d eaten, like they had
 And that once, we’d too, tasted oblivion...

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For you and I, here is a treat.
It is pink millet jelly that is very sweet.
In clear rice paper, it is wrapped to stay.
Put it in your mouth, and it melts away.
It comes with something for each girl and boy
Included with the candy is a little toy.
It is a little something that brings joy.
It is imported from Japan for you and me.
This nice candy is called Botan Ami...

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Spring Sight***

Melodies caught on repeat
Through my mind
Finally laze into some quiet 
After midnight, giving way
To flickering recall
Of the dispersed millet-seeking
Chickadees, blinking their caution
Below their blackcaps,
As hunger prompts despite it all...
Bringing sleep to 
Softly rain over my day’s thoughts.

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(c) sally young Eslinger 3/19/21
Thanks be to God...

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an endless store of millet seed
far more than you could ever need

with water pure as any rill
yours to bathe or drink at will

for companionship,a looking glass
to ease the lonely hours that pass

you now have all there is to give
this gilded nest in which you live

yes,my feathered friend 'tis true
all of this is all for you
and all you ever have to do...is sing!

and may your heart be seldom sad
apart from things you never had
for it never was your destiny...to fly...

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