God's (Little) Green Acre

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FranktheFrank
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God's (Little) Green Acre

#1 Post by FranktheFrank » 14 Sep 2021, 02:26

GOD’S (LITTLE) GREEN ACRE
Ekphrastic

Ty sure loved digging in his quest, his passion. He had the energy
and could dig for ten hours straight, seeking that what was lost.
Ty could not conceive that his son’s grandpappy would die
without leaving them something. No, Siree, pappy wouldn’t do that.
“When we find it, says Ty, we’ll donate a whole acre that surrounds
this ‘ere cross to the church.” He holds up two rusty poles tied
together with loosely wound friable wire. Ty shakes
it as if he held the golden alter-cross at Notre-Dame de Paris.
“We might have to move it around at times
so it doesn’t get in the way of our digging,
makes sense, don’t it?” Each time
Ty moves the cross for a new field of digging he asks,
“If you don’t agree, Lord, strike me down right now.”
He waits a while, then smiles then continues digging.
Griselda arrives with a jug of cool water to usage their thirst.
“What’s for dinner, Hon?” asks Buck.
“Same as yesterday, Hon, bacon fat and grits.”
Griselda stands close to her husband,
so close he can smell her, she knows that and smiles.
She likes being a woman, and Griselda is one real
woman. She has all the credentials and Buck knows
it and the whole family know it. But Ty, well Ty is real decent man.
He knows it but don’t let on. He sees her more of a person
a real person, and lust don’t enter in to it.
He’s decent you see, through and through.
A thoroughly decent man and they know it and they love
him for it even though he’s gold crazy, crazy ole coot.
And as the film unfolds two things stand out, Grizelda being
one complete and whole woman, and Ty being as decent
as a man can be.

And yet there is a niggle, yes, a niggle in the audience,
like those subliminal you hear about. Here a subliminal
that want to get out, it don’t want to be no subliminal
any more, it wants discussing. It wants to see the light.
They are too happy, always smiling, laughing,
innocent like, and touchy too. Everyone so relaxed
around each other, it bothers us some. Yes sir, it is a
sure strange affair all round.
We will have to chew on it a while.

BobBradshaw
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Re: GOD’S (LITTLE) GREEN ACRE

#2 Post by BobBradshaw » 14 Sep 2021, 06:35

I don't know the film but you do a decent job of capturing the characters.

I like these lines the best...
Griselda stands close to her husband,
so close he can smell her, she knows that and smiles.

The lines following aren't necessary....Not knowing the movie, I would end it on those 2 lines. The rest of the poem is too telling. But those 2 lines are splendid.

FranktheFrank
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Re: GOD’S (LITTLE) GREEN ACRE

#3 Post by FranktheFrank » 14 Sep 2021, 11:40

Thanks Bob

Old film made decades ago.

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