What happens when you are sifting through computer files of photos from last fall, and stumble on one that makes you think, “Hey, this deserves a poem!” You write the poem, then and there!
Now, the problem with this scenario is that it’s almost 10:30pm and my brain is pretty much toast. But with a few minutes of thought, this came out of my head:
The ladies love my body
for its rugged, manly size.
They love my smooth complexion
and never-wandering eyes.
My chest hair raises eyebrows,
my swagger gets me cheers –
alas, they leave when they learn
nothing’s ‘tween my ears.
– © 2016, Matt Forrest Esenwine, all rights reserved
This was the scarecrow I put together for the front of our house last October – and yes, I deliberately gave him chest hair. He seemed to like it. Every year I try to do something different – one year he was a farmer, one year he was a politician – and I’m not sure what I’m doing this year, but I have some ideas!
If you’d like to enjoy more poetry (and much BETTER poetry, I might add), then please visit Catherine at Reading to the Core for today’s Poetry Friday Roundup, where she’s featuring Jane Yolen and Rebecca Kai Dotlich’s brand-new Grumbles From the Town: Mother-Goose Voices With a Twist (WordSong, 2016)!
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The ending is perfect, Matt. What fun! The girls and I have talked of making a scarecrow this year, and you’ve given me an idea for the head! I’m glad that you have something ‘tween your ears!
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Thanks, Linda – at least I’ve got something ‘tween my ears INSIDE my head, ’cause the outside is becoming barren!
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Thanks for the fun poem today, Matt. I love handsome jack! The chest hairs is a nice touch, and I do appreciate his “never-wandering eyes.” I think he should be a bear this year, or a chef! 🙂
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A chef might not be a bad idea! Thanks, Jama.
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Never in my rambling thoughts imagined a pumpkin-headed scarecrow w chest hair. Ha! Thanks for the pumpkin fun.
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Then again, no one’s ever accused me of being normal! 😉 Thanks, Dean.
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HA love it! I don’t know, handsome but a bit dim, sounds like he could be fun, especially since he’s just a bit of an autumn fling and won’t be around forever! 😉
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True! He’ll start getting all mushy after a few frosts, and who needs that, right??
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What a hoot, Matt! I love those “never-wandering eyes.” But tell me, do lady scarecrows have chest hair, too? (That might be why!)
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Ha, good question – although I’ve never checked!
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Matt, I’d say that’s pretty good for a 10:30 poem–for an anytime poem!
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Thanks, Violet!
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Handsome Jack is definitely a charmer, empty head and all! Thanks for sharing, Matt!
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Thank you, Catherine!
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Jack is a charmer.
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He’s quite the ladies man. Or, rather, gourd.
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Hahaha! Gotta love a pumpkin-scarecrow with chest hair And your poem! Thanks for the smile, Matt – Happy Fall!
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Happy fall to you, as well, Robyn! Glad you liked it.
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