BOYS NIGHT OUT ON THE HOMEPLACEA Poem by jeannemarie coulterfrom life on the ranchit is gents night out on the home ranch and the menfolk have gone to play cards at a neighbors home so our homeplace is peaceful with chores all done and in the silverblue silence of the twilight blue hour three cats sit in the kitchen window sharing the last spot of sun contemplating the coming of night and while grandma waits for the tea kettle to whistle she lifts fresh biscuits from the oven which we will slather with butter witch i churned today and then drizzled with flower garden honey i am setting the kitchen table with my hand built stoneware bowls spoon filled to the brim with homemade chili con carne while mom takes the last load from the washing machine to hang by the crackling fire on wooden indoor drying rods next to the dogs asleep on their hand braided rug because it is raining along the consumnes and it is ladies night in on the home ranch with good food, fine wine and much laughter to share... © 2015 jeannemarie coulter |
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