Wanted that tractor so bad

Even though the ¼ acre

Could barely support it

Wanted it, like how we once

Wanted each other so bad

Shiny new tractor

All sorts of pretty additions

Auger, bucket loader, pallet fork

Perfect for spreading manure

And wood chips

We planned on having the best

Organic garden:

Planting corn, black-eye peas, yams

Collards and seasonals such as pumpkins

But everything takes work

Want stuff, or people, so bad

But somewhere along the

Space-time continuum

The wanting’s not worth the work

And one day the

Garden’s gone

And the shiny new tractor

(Peeling paint flaking off

Like spotted, aging skin)

Is rusted, busted inside

And we wonder why

We wanted it so bad…


© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)


  1. …a time to sow and a time to reap… a time to be born and a time to die… change happens, especially to those whose dreams are not well founded. I think the key thought here is, the quarter acre wouldn’t support the cost of running such a tractor. Many people have dreams but do not take the time to add the costs of their dreams; to expand their base to support the dream. They’ll get a deal on a big motor home for example, then realize they need to rent space to store it; pay enormous insurance fees, consume huge amounts of fuel and the thing is finally parked somewhere or sold for a fraction of its original costs.

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    1. So true! I’ve always tried to live as a minimalist, be portable, but sometimes the pressure of living in an acquisition society takes over and there it goes. We of course have to look at the cost of our dreams, and dream person, also. Not always worth it but then, hormones will tell 😦

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