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| Portrait of a Pig by Jamie Wyeth |
SONG OF THE HOG
It’s true, I
grunt. I’m low. I lurk.
I roll in
mud. I muck about.
When dinner comes, no matter what,
I scarf it up and soil my snout
and gulp with such abandon that
my cousin pigsters get left out.
Ferocious Me! That’s who I am –
I nip the runts and make them shout,
“O, Rotund One! O, Royal Swine!
You are the barnyard’s Master
Lout.
We’re curly-tailed and pink and squealy,
but you are the Porcine King, no
doubt! “
Quite right! Quite right! I
understand
what being a Hog is all about!
I think Jamie Wyeth, whose "Portrait of a Pig" heads up this post, painted the swiney guy I was thinking of. Here's a bit of trivia: The real-life subject of this painting ate seventeen tubes of the artist's paint while no one was looking. O, Rotund One!
A piglet plunge! Sounds like seven-year old heaven. As is your Song of the Hog--love the soiled snout, the runt nipping, and the piglet admiration of the porcine king!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is the oinkiest!
ReplyDelete17 tubes of paint, oh my . . .
If hogs could talk, they'd definitely talk like this one...great job. And the paint story made it all the more fun.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem and story. That pig ought to have made an abstract painting with its tongue. I'm surprised it wasn't ill.
ReplyDeleteChanneling swine now, are we? What a great read-aloud. I especially love these lines:
ReplyDelete“O, Rotund One! O, Royal Swine! You are the barnyard’s Master Lout. We’re curly-tailed and pink and squealy, but you are the Porcine King, no doubt!"
Five oinks for your poem!
ReplyDeleteHi, Julie--
ReplyDeleteI hadn't realize that you've gone back to full-time writing--how wonderful for you! That's a very hoggy voice you rooted up. For answer, I direct you to
http://myjuicylittleuniverse.blogspot.com/2011/11/oink-tuesday-dad-is.html
:))
I love it, Julie! And I like the story behind the painting.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of livestock...the cow tanka I sent you a while back, has been made into a haiga. I'm posting it tomorrow, 6/29. I'll put up a link on the Facebook, too.
What a voice this pig has! I did a mud run with my son and my brother a few years ago. How did yours go?
ReplyDeleteYour poem also reminded me of one of our favorite rhyming picture books: The Piggy in the Puddle by Charlotte Pomerantz. You guessed it -- the piggy gets pretty muddy.
There was a glitch with the Piglet Plunge timing and our grandson didn't get to run! But his mom and dad got muddy - we're waiting for photos. I'm going to go look up that Piggy in the Puddle - thanks for the heads up. And thanks for all the comments, friends - I'm glad you enjoyed my HOG.
ReplyDeleteA noble pig poem if ever I heard one! Most excellent.
ReplyDeleteNow this sounds like a way to live - really getting down in the dirt and just having so much fun! A few of my husband's cousins in California do their annual mud run and they post a lot of fun pictures of that experience. I hope you enjoy yourselves! :)
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