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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Brown (11/26/09)

TITLE: The Farmer and His Ladye
By Beth LaBuff
12/01/09


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a Celtic-style folk song with triolet refrains

One dreary dull wan winter day, a farmer took some thought
To how his bach’lor life lacked love, he’d never tied the knot.

Companions of the farmer were one churlish rooster bird,
Plus one milk cow, an old Brown Swiss, summed up his cattle herd.

REFRAIN
Each morn ‘fore dawn, the rooster crowed
To rouse the dozing sun.
Then farmer woke in his abode,
Each morn ‘fore dawn, the rooster crowed,
Proudly he woke, with doodle ode,
The cattle herd of one.
Each morn ‘fore dawn the, rooster crowed
To rouse the dozing sun.

The farmer boldly wrote an ad, then posted it that day.
His entreaty went overseas, one life he hoped to sway.

“Livestock farmer with a cow and rooster seeks a wife.
Enjoy fresh air, live close to God, envision rural life.”

REFRAIN
A ladye faire answered the ad,
Left life on English lea.
Her dress adorned and with lace clad,
A ladye fair answered the ad.
Her skin ‘twas faire, but she was glad
To traverse ‘cross the sea.
A ladye faire answered the ad,
Left life on English lea.

The farmer never owned a barn, only a cattle shed.
And every day scooped out the place where cow and rooster fed.

Outside the window of the shed, the fertilizer pile,
Where scoopings from the stall were tossed, to mellow for awhile.

REFRAIN
The umber mound outside the shed
Into a mountain grew,
And on the field in spring he’d spread
The umber mound outside the shed.
“We’ll grow fine crops next year,” he said.
And with each shovel added to
The umber mound outside the shed—
Into a mountain grew.

The rooster was an ornery bird and mean as mean could be.
If looks could kill, then trouble brewed for ladye from the lea.

He saw an opportunity, his motives were hostile
He chased the ladye from the lea, she fell on umber pile.

REFRAIN
Now covered with the umber mess,
The ladye from the lea.
The farmer rushed, saw her distress,
Now covered with the umber mess.
He hid his smile, while love confessed
To her, despite umber debris.
Now covered with the umber mess,
‘Twas ladye from the lea.

Her indignation, righteous, for the rooster grieved her sore.
She, in determination bold, took on the chicken chore.

The rooster thought he ruled the roost, though gravely wrong was he.
She chased him round the shed then had a feather-plucking spree.

REFRAIN
One feather for her farmer’s cap,
Two feathers in her lace,
Three feathers pilfered, in a snap,
One feather for her farmer’s cap.
Outsmarted rooster, in a trap,
She ruled the rooster on that chase.
One feather for her farmer’s cap,
Two feathers in her lace.

Then farmer, who farmed from his youth, and walked behind a plow,
Taught ladye faire, from English lea, to milk the Brown Swiss cow.

Both sun and breeze kissed ladye faire. She helped her farmer man.
The lace upon her dress, now stained, her skin, now umber tan.

REFRAIN
And now she is a ladye tanned,
Of lately, English lea.
She left the lea for foreign land,
And now she is a ladye tanned.
A farmer man pled for her hand.
And dauntless she, welcomed his plea.
And now she is a ladye, tanned,
Of lately, English lea.



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Linda Payne12/04/09
Wow! Wonderfully done, clever, delightful to read.
DANIEL MBAJIORGU12/04/09
I think this poet must be Beth LaBuff (forgive me if I'm wrong) and has great powers for word expression in meters measured long. Such poets like this remind us of the classical greats, men like Keats and Robert Browning. I suggest you write the standard sonnets, for in sonnet format your poetry shall appear more magnificient and you'll help revive for us the blighted and dying standardized forms of English poetry.
Dianne Janak12/07/09
Love this one! I think I know the author also, and as usual she has once again delivered a clever, fun, and brilliant story poem! Right on target...!
Jim McWhinnie 12/09/09
Like fine Irish lace, this piece was so intricately, delicately crafted.

A celebration of the form.

Excellent, excellent indeed.
Ruth Brown 12/09/09
Darling,I am not a poet, but so loved this. Well done,Blessings
Sara Harricharan 12/09/09
Oh, I love it, Beffy! It's lovely! I really like the triolet style and the story inside-what a neat, clever piece! I could almost sing to it! ^_^
Verna Cole Mitchell 12/09/09
Only you, my dear poetess, could make a wonderful poem out of an umber pile! I love your narratives, and this one is no exception!
Henry Clemmons12/09/09
Bravo!!!!!!!!! Excellente. I enjoyed this much.
Yvonne Blake 12/09/09
Wow! Superb creativity!
Jan Ackerson 12/09/09
That sound you hear is me standing and clapping insanely.
Chely Roach12/09/09
I thoroughly expect a ribbon by your name in the morn. Absolutely incredible.
Margaret Kearley 12/10/09
This is so amazing. What wonderful skill and fantastic humour! How I'd love to be able to write poetry like this.
Verna Cole Mitchell 12/10/09
Woo Hoo for recognition for "wonderful." Happy Dancin' with you!
Marita Thelander 12/10/09
I am so impressed at the gift you have with words, Beth. You amaze me. Great job and congratulations.
Mona Purvis12/10/09
Beth, this is just about as outstanding as it gets! Girl, where did you learn to do this??? Writer's school where?? Do they offer a scholarship...I want to apply.
Stellar!!

Mona
Cherie B.12/10/09
I don't even like poetry *ducks to avoid any backlash* (hehe) but I loved this... So unbelievably creative! The story, the writing, the fun,...Kudos!! You are an amazing writer!
Connie Dixon12/11/09
First of all, congratulations on your well-deserved EC. Second of all, thank you for staying true to your gift and writing poetry. For those of us who don't necessarily "get" poetry, your works give us reason to start to really appreciate it. Amazing!
Patricia Turner12/11/09
Oh, what woven imagery, what delightful word pictures, what humor, what meter - what a poet! Outstanding Beth! Congratulations so well deserved.
Carol Penhorwood 12/15/09
All I can say is WOW! This is just outstanding!! So absolutely, cleverly done! What a gift you have!!
Jackie Wilson12/16/09
This was pure delight! Do you write music, too? Because I can almost hear it! So much fun!!
Charla Diehl 12/16/09
WOW--what a talented and gifted writer/poet you are, Beth. Congrats on the deserved win. Do you have a book of poetry ready to publish?