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Stir Up the Mud
by Alison McKenzieHeÂ’s a rusty bucket
And my water is muddy.
So maybe we shouldnÂ’t mingle
But the attraction is just too natural
And I love the sound of
Water hitting rust.
He lives in a backyard far away,
While I, mobile, gather myself up
To fall wherever the next rain takes me.
You see, as friends go,
I love to visit his neighborhood
The kindest letters on every street sign
And students laughing on their way out of class
He pretends to teach, while they pretend to learn.
He is lovely and doesnÂ’t know.
You might wonder if a rusty bucket
Has anything of value to offer –
ItÂ’s all there,
Even the rust and the way it eats at me,
The very nicest way to stir up the mud.
05/02/2008 Posted on 05/02/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 05/02/08 at 05:38 PM "He is lovely and doesn’t know." He sure is, isn't he? I just love ya muddy wada in a rusty bucket, sweetest.
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| Posted by Laurie Blum on 05/02/08 at 07:30 PM This is just absolutely lovely. I get all happy and warm each time I read it! I am adding this to my favorites! |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/02/08 at 08:45 PM Lovely Alison just lovely! "To fall whereever the next rain takes me" is such a great line. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/03/08 at 07:11 PM ...alison, i am awed with the concept of 'good' rust and never thought of it that way, a hugable way, and this pome is hugable, ...in the neighborhood, charlie |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/07/08 at 11:25 PM This trips with pleasure off my tongue - such a cohesive, fun, simple yet caring expression of feelings. The first stanza just delivers!!! |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 05/09/08 at 11:08 AM How true and in tune and warm hearted. Your wonderful brush with rust splashes joy! ~ Jill |
| Posted by Ann Krischus on 05/09/08 at 12:41 PM this poem, like great poems, adds more and more with each read. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/04/09 at 01:24 PM I just the the images- the water and the rusty bucket. A piece to be read and re-read. Great read! |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 05/12/09 at 07:55 PM He sure is and we all know who "he" is. LOL
I like your analogies very much and I agree with the rest, this poem gets better each time you read it and it is one that you want to reread again several times....I really enjoyed this! :) |
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