The Seasons: A Poem

Posted by on
Sunrise over Amazing Grasses Family Farm The mad Artist wields His brush, Painted colors rush, To life and give flush, Before the quiet autumn hush. The life seems to pour, As colors fall to the floor, To be seen no more, Outside the dark, grey door. Brightness from below, Sun upon the snow, High, cold clouds blow, Flakes and ice appear to grow. The man melts with little seen, Underneath, pale, grey green, Hides life in dark unseen, Waits for warmth and to careen. Buds on branches show, Patience starts to grow, Trickles, streams and veins flow, Bringing fruits of melted snow. Sprung to life it springs, Bees, birds, sound rings, Lush green flings, Its gift bounty brings. Green growth gives one last rush, Underneath the Painter's brush. The mad Artist wields His brush, before the quiet autumn hush. More poetry is available from James M. Hahn in  The Last Dragon and Other Poems  available now. My new book of cryptogram puzzles " Secret Messages from the Saints " is avai
0

The Old Man's Brewing Company

Posted by on
For those of you following the saga of The Old Man's Brewing Company weblog (my other blog) here is a recent (sad) post.


To the untrained eye this looks like a lush field of barley. It looks like the time has finally come to harvest that sweet jewel and mystically transform it into a drink fit for a god. Unfortunately, it is a field full of barley that has been overrun by Foxtail grass. And the Old Man weeps bitterly while sipping the last of the Scarecrow Pale Ale.
Although sadness has taken over the Old Man, he has not given up and has even ventured out into the field to harvest the barley he can rescue. There is not nearly enough for even a simple pint of Porter but with luck, care, and resilience there will be enough for seed for next year.
We at the Old Man's Brewing Company have also contacted the seed company to see if there could have been a problem with the seed since never before has the Old Man seen Foxtail in such abundance in one place.

Comments

Post a Comment