Poetry Challenge ‘American Gothic’
(This poem is written in response to Lynda’s poetry challenge over at Bookstains, one of two sites she runs. The painting, which many of you probably recognise, is by Grant Wood. Lynda asked people to interpret the painting anyway they wished and to write a poem on their ideas. I kidnapped this idea from Jessica’s Japes. So, here’s mine!)
forget Mary and
your four kids
keep staring at her
perky milk bottles I
swear I’ll find a
new use for that
pitchfork
Pamela A. Rossow
Haha. I know where I’d stick that pitch fork if my man had that grumpy look on his face all the time! 🙂
Oh yes 🙂 No more men with that look on their faces for me!
thanks!
Ha! Good one! Still waters run deep with this couple!
thanks Jean 😉 yep!
He he – very clever and funny too 🙂
thanks SJ!
Let me see! Let me see!
Surely he wouldn’t be,
Caught by the hidden U Tube,
Staring at perky milk bottles!
Don’t know what all the excitement is about,
Bottles and U Tube don’t rhyme, is there doubt?
haha!!!!!!! nope, bottles and u tube don’t rhyme but it’s all good! 🙂
BEST. POEM. EVER.
Wow! Thanks Kristi 🙂 I’m completely flattered!
LOL…’perky milk bottles’ !!..love that!
Very good, a great interpretation.
Thanks for posting! Yours summed up that moment in time perfectly! Dogma. . . love it!
And he looks such a straightlaced old man too 😀 It’s hardly surprising his sister disapproves….lol
Funny – made me smile! Thanks for your contribution Pamanner 🙂
I know, they can be the most deceiving at times 😉 Thanks for the fun!