140 A Christmas freshin’

Posted on January 28, 2016 by Ken Greenman

Manure, ice,straw,blood
greet the winter birth.
fascinating.
hypnotic to watch
a holsteins travail.
the gory infant,
hooves and nose first.
baby bull
destined for slaughter.
the struggle for the right
to struggle for short sucks
on an emptying udder.
then a short ride to the
butcher
in an old,cold truck

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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