Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Eight Maids

Hi all,

I've written this poem for the eighth day of Christmas: Eight Maids A-Milking. Each day poses a unique challenge, and I've noticed some are a bit random. Milking Maids as a gift? Well, here's my poem : )

Milking maids
In eights
Run against
The udder
Milk as smooth
As silk
Drifting down
The bucket
Churning butter
Sweating brow
Hard day’s work


Opaque said...

Nice imagery!

WordsPoeticallyWorth said...

A festive poem by a gifted author. Well Done.

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

septembermom said...

Very nice!

Kilauea Poetry said...

Hi, this was a cute and clever piece! Sorry, I'm a bit behind (we've been battling the flu or food poisoning)? Anyway- have a good evening:)

C Will said...

Hey WG,
What a wonderful visual I can see the cow!!:p

workerv said...

Thanks alot,
Lovely, i really enjoyed this one as ususl,
A "hard day's work" made me smile:}