For A Straggling-Stalk Of Green Corn Poem by Mark Heathcote

For A Straggling-Stalk Of Green Corn

Rating: 4.5


With barely a whisper
I was almost blown over
Like a straggling-stalk
Of green corn, I'm bent
But I'm strong, and I'll
Bounce back and sparkle
Like a bangle of gold.

O' with barely a whisper
I was almost blown over
By that towering boy
Who left his father's farm?
To be a soldier
Who looks over his shoulder?
'Counting the days' till I get older.

O' with barely a whisper
I was almost blown over
When he whispers my name
And carves a tree, with his-
And my name!
With a heart, an arrow shot through.

O' he'll holster his gun
And he'll be gone!
But with barely a few seconds in delay,
When I come of age, he'll return.
Like the crows in the corn
Like the crows in the corn.

With a band of gold
He'll return and tear off
Those old army clothes
O' and with barely a whisper
I fly away, he'll desert that army
For a straggling stalk of green corn
Thanking every day we are born to fly away.

Sunday, May 19, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Greenwald 26 September 2016

A very fine poem. Thank you so much for sharing your skill as a poet.

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Mark Heathcote 26 September 2016

Many thanks Dave much obliged sir!

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Ratnakar Mandlik 27 September 2016

Heartiest Congrats on the poem of the Day.

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Bharati Nayak 26 September 2016

Congratulations for being Poet of the Day.A beautiful poem, .I came to read it many times.

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Madathil Rajendran Nair 26 September 2016

Lovely rendering, Mark. Congratulations for poem of the day. You deserve it. All said and done, I would have expected you to leave some explanatory notes below the poem. I believe this is a song sung by a girl waiting for her towering boy. The two question marks in the body of the poem are intriguing. (10)

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Mark Heathcote 26 September 2016

I wish I could have edited this one before today, as I’ve done with some others. The backdrop for this may have been a movie like Cold Mountain, primarily a song. Madame Butterfly type of thing, while I felt connected to the emotions imagined. I haven’t read it since I wrote it. But I recall writing very fast glad it is well received my friend. Thank you, Madathil it is much appreciated.

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Kim Barney 26 September 2016

Congratulations on poem of the day! A very good poem. To make it even better, change 'dessert' to 'desert'. Dessert with two S's is like cake or ice cream.

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Mark Heathcote 26 September 2016

I wish I could have edited this one before today, as I’ve done with some others. I have done that now, but it isn’t showing that as yet. I’m a bit dyslexic at times. Mnay thanks for this lovely comment Kim it is much appreciated.

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Seamus O Brian 26 September 2016

Very expressive imagery. Leaves one looking over the horizon, watching the corn sway and wondering....

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Mark Heathcote 26 September 2016

Much obliged Neal thank you kindly... :)

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