2020-11-22 – Honeyed Hay

spun gold and
yellow straw

is there any real

long as there’s hay
spread warm and wet
beneath our

in our loft with
rusted old

that when kicked
open, leads us
into heaven.

Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/gèèrumpygorm

..then back to ladder’s bottom.

*considered working “haylofty heights” into the poem, but sometimes my dad jokes know their limits.

painting by Beverly Doyle – https://fineartamerica.com/featured/hay-loft-beverly-doyle.html

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