for a moment, i am almost a farmer

campbellford rd
hoard stn
past chubby’s rest.
farm fields in fog
turned up mud for
next years corn
this truck glides down
of what was once still fields
creating a short cut into
along the trent severn

in the distance to
my left are the
oak hills
for a moment i could almost
be fooled and
believe they are
the niagara escarpment
believing that Stirling
could be another basin
town like

without the smoke stacks
or third world beauty

for a moment, i am a farmer

as i pass by cattle farms
and dairy signs nailed to
mail boxes,
above me a hawk
on hydro line stares
catches the roof of
my truck passing
under him
and the moment is captured
in his eyes before
quick flick
and rodent hunt continues
my vehicle too large
to wing a trap

geese continue to fly in
confusion by the up and
down cloud weather
not knowing if to rain
or snow
or freeze these roads
and cancel school buses
that could wait an hour
before proceeding

again as usual, i am no longer a farmer

i have hit the city/town limits
i cross over bridge
and find queen street
while a twoonie gazes over the
waters and reminds me
a dollar must be made
is almost here…….


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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