Cow Poetry

I love poetry and I have a phobia/fascination of cows. It's a dichotomy I know.

My compulsive nature has led me to seek out a combination of these two powerful forces in my life, and so as a courtesy to all other poetry loving cow obsessors out there (and I know there are thousands of you) I present a literary snack. The world's best cow poetry.

We begin our voyage to lands of bovine bliss with a childhood classic.

The Purple Cow

by Gelett Burgess

I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I'd rather see than be one.

No compilation would be complete without the genius of Gary Larson and his ode to the aching hearts of the pasture.

 Distant Hills

The distant hills call to me,

Their rolling waves seduce my heart.

Oh, how I want to graze in their lush valleys,

Oh, how I want to run down their green slopes.

Alas, I cannot.

D@mn the electric fence!

D@mn the electric fence!

To conclude our pastoral frolic amid the mythical beasts of the farm, a gem by Robert Louis Stevenson.

The Cow

The friendly cow all red and white,

I love with all my heart:

She gives me cream with all her might,

To eat with apple-tart.

She wanders lowing here and there,

And yet she cannot stray,

All in the pleasant open air,

The pleasant light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass

And wet with all the showers,

She walks among the meadow grass

And eats the meadow flowers.

 

Thank-you ladies and gentlemen for sharing in this captivating overview of the great cow poetry of modern time. I hope that you have been inspired by your reading and that it will stay with you always.

And should you somehow think this has changed my feelings towards our milky friends, alas I still think they are evil. 

Cheers, 

Brenda

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