Tuesday, November 22, 2011

In Honor of Thanksgiving - The 2nd Annual Post of.... The Turkey Poem...


It’s Not by Chance

There are some people who haven't forgotten
- that chickens once had teeth;
- that creatures like emus once hunted in packs,
like wolves
- and that somewhere in the spiral
behind the eyes of a vulture
and in the hips of an ostrich
the equation for tyrant lizards lies in wait.

There are other people who know
that a wild turkey
entering a windshield 
at 65 miles an hour
northbound on 35W, is a gift from God

provided
- it's three days before Thanksgiving,
- the only things broken are the windshield and one bird neck,
- you have the number of a very good butcher.


 by shari emerson


Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

3 comments:

  1. Ha! As someone who has, many times, driven by flocks of wild turkeys and glared at them through the window, just daring them to move, I approve of this poem!

    Well done. Thanks for the morning smile!

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  2. Glad to get the grins going, ladies :) I get hideously stressed at thanksgiving, so trying to lighten up now seems right :-)

    Now, no fowl-ups this week, it gets in the way of gobbling up the meal :-)

    Thanks for flying by!

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