Moo Energy

Isabelle grazing. Photo by Claire Weldon.


Isn’t it amazing

That the byproducts of grazing

(which most of us call cow poo)

Can be mixed in the ground

Where gardens abound

And grow better food for you.

Those ordinary grasses

When passed through the asses

Of cows (and others that chew)

Gain special powers

In those dark hours

When moving digestively through.

Yet that’s not where it ends

For those ruminating friends

Have talents beyond making poo

All of those grasses

Are converted in masses

To milk, meat, and flatus, too.

Cellulose is no match

For rumens with a batch

Of helpful bacteria stew

They break down all those grasses

Into glucose and gasses

The energy they need to say “moo.”

by Claire Weldon

About Laura Grace Weldon

Laura Grace Weldon is the author of three poetry collections --- Portals (Middle Creek, 2020), Blackbird (Grayson Books, 2019), and Tending (Aldrich Press, 2013), as well as Free Range Learning, a handbook of natural learning (Hohm Press, 2010). She lives on Bit of Earth Farm where she's a barely useful farm wench. Although she has deadlines to meet she often wanders from the computer to preach hope, snort with laughter, cook subversively, ponder life’s deeper meaning, talk to chickens and cows, sing to bees, hide in books, walk dogs, concoct tinctures, watch foreign films, and make messy art. Blog: FB: FB: FB: Twitter: @earnestdrollery
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