Blessed Yoke

Poem By Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler

two-way stop signs
shot up with holes

a good pair of boots
worn smooth at the soles

heavy wildflowers with
a slight nod in their stems

old corduroy coveralls
that are frayed at the hems

Comments about Blessed Yoke

i love this image. yay to you.
Julie Andrews has a lot to answer for
I like the way this poem flows and meanders to a slower point in time.... Very Nice imagery to slip into. I enjoyed this!


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