The Desperate Plight of Cornelius White

The Desperate Plight of Cornelius White

A Poem by Tom
"

Has the art of oral conversation perished in the past ?

"

Cornelius White and Alfonsus Brown
lived in the country not the town
neighbouring farmers who rarely spoke
each hoped he'd get rich, t'other go broke


When autumn time came round again
Cornelius was anxious to harvest his grain
acres and acres of golden ripe fields
ready to give forth, bountiful yields


So when he climbed upon the seat
of his big yellow combine to cut the wheat
he turned the key but the engine was dead
and Cornelius' heart grew heavy like lead


The old farmer cursed his woeful luck
knowing that rain could run amok
damped and spoil his splendid crop
because those mighty blades could not chop


Then a thought entered his brain
though it was tethered with some refrain
I'll ask Alfonsus for a lend of his combine
then set off to his house with a bottle of wine


But on the way Cornelius began to think
would his rival kick up an odious stink
gleefully laugh at his desperate plight
and the more he thought, the more he wanted to fight


So when he arrived at his neighbour's door
Cornelius could stand the strain no more
"I don't want your dam combine," he began to shout
While Alfonsus within, wondered what it was all about?


Then off he stormed back up the road
and the crop was lost which he had sowed
thus the moral is plain for all to see
talk to your neighbour, before committing hari-cari!

© 2017 Tom



Author's Note

Tom
'pride cometh before a fall'

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My poem on the rapid suicide of farmers may be you like it.

oh farmer don't do that,
because of you I can sit
on dining table and eat,
just I cannot eat any more ,
the number of time I put my fingers into my mouth
to finish one time meal is very smidgen in comparison to number of deaths,
I cannot understand how frood people eat, eat and eat,
possibilities are that the person who grow grains may have died,
how can we keep them in the very very side
let us contribute let us sell our suit boot ,
to finish their dues from the root,
god will not forgive us for not taking it seriously,
they have also ate their grain when they were in avatars,
why are they dying continuously,
i hate government i hate democracy,
until they stop doing so much hypocrisy,



Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

3 Months Ago

A very pertinently personal poem, penned in alluring poetic rhyme, kudos Sir!
writ rajat

3 Months Ago

I know......



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Just brilliant! Pride indeed cometh before a fall, but we never seem to learn the lesson.

Beccy.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

11 Months Ago

Thank you Beccy
Guilty m'lud I must confess, I now take heed of the above address. Yep, another one nailed. A smashing write Tom and a lesson for us all...........N

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

11 Months Ago

Can happen to the best of us Neville, gracias mon ami !
Neville Pettitt

11 Months Ago

It most certainly can, blagodarya ti mi globa poet priyatel..............N
Love your neighbor. Lol. It is great when neighbors are cooperating with each other.
Excellent rhyme, Tom.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

11 Months Ago

Thank you Dhaye !
A wonderful life lesson in this poem, Tom. Reminds me of an old joke Alan King used to tell..."the man with the jack". He works himself up just as Cornelius did and when he gets to the gas station, he shouts, "Keep your damned jack!" Yes, many do not know the art of compromise and they hurt themselves in the long run. Your sense of rhythm and rhyme is wonderful, my friend. I enjoyed this. Lydi**

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

1 Year Ago

Thank you Lydia for your wonderfully integral interpretation of my little rhyming story !
Treasure friendship and reap its benefits. Ego benefits no one for it closes the door on many opportunities and unravels in wicked blindness to the truth. A fitting message for all. An excellent penning. ...:)))))

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

1 Year Ago

Yes indeed Sami you've nailed it & thanks for reading and reviewing so astutely
Sami Khalil

1 Year Ago

My pleasure and delight....:))))
Yes indeed! When one allows pride to rule, the fall is inevitable. And, what a pity it is to think of all that has been lost because of it. In the example you so clearly deliver to us with excellent rhyme and rhythm, we find a lesson that is everything but excellent and proper; the crop is ruined, the friendship never had a chance. I would suppose that the spoiled harvest wasn't even fit for the birds to reap.
Your example is also a "just right" one for the Harvest season that is at hand. Too bad the two couldn't have talked about it over a piece of homemade apple pie, and a warm cup of tea!
.........good to have you back again!!

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Tom

11 Months Ago

Thank you kindly Sheila for your always welcome visit and discerning appraisal of my poem!
yes, give friendship a chance...and too often we assume reactions on the other's part---

we never really know the response until we ask....excellent story to make the point of the poem...

nicely done, Tom.

j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

11 Months Ago

Thank you kindly Jacob

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