The Honey War

The Honey War was a bloodless territorial dispute in the 1830s between Iowa and Missouri over their border. Before the issue was settled, three trees containing beehives were cut down. ~Wikipedia

 

State of disrepair, are we in?
Traveler take offense.
Amusement parks are sorry lands
To trespass against

Odds. Iowa is the honey,
Desecration of trees.
Intolerable fields of wheat,
Apple pie strip tease.

Butter for the crust, and what else?
Bundles of sticks for fire,
Appointments to see eye doctors,
Next to them bees aspire.

Deserts make a hot oasis,
Overworked Israel.
Normal seasons, the four per year,
Orchard our next meal.

Arduous farmers are farming,
Buttoning up flannel.
Bureaus formed for the best food this
Area so ample.

Sausage has its heyday for chicks,
Scarcity of onions.
Asking prices for their rices,
Mowers might be common.

Elements to make a salad,
Nothing short of food for
Treble gods, ambrosia.  Buy your
Opera glasses therefore

Author's Note

this in the ballade form/hymnal verse form in honor Emily Dickinson

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

emily would have liked this...she would like the near rhymes....and again how you use bees and nature and the idea of what we can get from the land...if we learn from it and live with it, not spoil it...
and when there are disputes...land is injured as well as people...
interesting piece.

jacob

[Olivia]

"Apple pie striptease" is a genius line. I am saying it in my head over an over.