Posted for a variety of prompts:
Camera Critters (photo)
Monday Mural (Black-Eyed Susan photo”)
One Single Impression (“folly”)
Simply Snickers (“total,” “tradition” and ”triumph”)
Slice of Life Sunday (“My Earliest Childhood Memory,” “I Thought I Was Invincible” or “Writer’s Choice”)
Sunday Scribblings (“Do I have to?”)
Totally Optional Prompts (“lost stuff”)
Word Beads (“mop,” “prism,” “rehearse,” “temporary” and “versa”)
Wordless Wednesday’s Sunday edition
Rusted, Not Busted
(A Tractor's Folly)
A vintage tractor, long past prime,
I moved some mountains in my time.
Yet newer models have replaced
My usefulness, so I’ve been aced.
My stuff is lost; I cannot roar.
My turbo traction is no more.
They parked me here beside a weed,
Assuming I will go to seed.
But do I have to? Will I stall?
Need I a total overhaul?
Just mop the grime and grease away.
‘Tis folly, but I want to play.
My total triumph would be toil,
Digging through the deepest soil.
Invincible, I claimed to be.
Why have they tossed away my key?
My temporary work rehearsed,
I stand beside the field, accursed.
My lamps reflect the sun, as prisms,
Seeking use, not skepticisms.
Tradition, timed, vice versa, calls
Although my engine stops and stalls.
I want to work. I simply must.
‘Tis better to burn out than rust.1
1 “It's better to burn out than it is to rust.”
Quotation from Neil Young’s 1979 song, “My, My, Hey, Hey (Out of the Blue),”
from the Rust Never Sleeps album.
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