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Poetry Contest!

And the winner is…

Wow! We were all so knocked out by the fantastic, thoughtful entries! Thank you to all for participating!

We want to give a special shout out to Chris Bechtold, our sourcing partner and ranch manager of the Diamond-4-D ranch in Montana for his "Buffalo Ranchers Soliloquy". You said it just right and oh-so beautifully! Also, a special mention to a few other's who made many of the judges top 5 list: Chuck Beatty's "Prairie Haiku", Lisa Lewis's "Translation Between Friends" and Chuck Tompkins "Where the Buffalo Roam". Great job and thank you so much. 

You can read all the above mentioned along with all entries below in the comment section. 

And now.... drum roll please.....

Our April poetry contest has come to a close.
It was hard to pick, but we finally chose.
The poetry winner is not one but two.
Maria and Suzanne hats off to you!
You can read their poems right below here!
One will make you laugh and other will make you tear.

Congratulations Suzanne & Maria, we will be reaching out to make arrangements  for Dan O'Brien's visit for your personal reading!

Maria Reeves "Wild Idea Rhyme

There once was a woman with so much to do,
Between work, and the house, and mouths to feed, too.
She went to the store, where the labels were tricky,
With preservatives, sugars, and colorings (icky!)
The antibiotics, hormones, and living conditions made her feel blue.

She thought, “we must do better,” and began searching online.
Where she found Wild Idea (just in the nick of time).
Better than organic, is what the O’Briens say.
The buffalo revered, and roaming all day.
Finally, a place she could get behind: restoring the prairie one bite at a time!

With so many options, the woman placed her first order,
And filled up her freezer like a buffalo hoarder.
Now meatloaf, and ribeyes, and sirloins abound.
There’s even trachea and bones for her dogs to be found.
So thanks Wild Idea for being transparent and getting this customer on-board(er).

From her family to yours, she wishes only the best. 
And believes with Wild Idea, the prairie is blessed.
She loves the ranch kitchen, and Jill’s recipes, too.
Now dinners seem so easy, and healthier (it’s true!)
Thanks for reducing her food industry stress!


Suzanne Core "
Redeemer of the Plains"

Listen in the silence for the buffalo,
Pounding rhythm of its hooves, your heartbeat.
Listen to the pulsing, steady, still.
Its longing felt in every field and hill.

Listen to the silence of the buffalo:
Tears in the heart. Protected grass and sod. 
Like its Creator could not protect itself. 
Destroyed by man pretending-to-be god.

Listen for the silence of the buffalo.
Billions of ghost feet roam the mists of time:
Its stolen spaces filled with brick and stone
And memories of when it was its own.

Listen with the Silence to the buffalo.
Its grace slowly returns to its domains.
Home. It calls. to Man. To help. To Be. 
Love. Life. Redeemer of the Plains.

Again - congratulations!

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Poetry Contest Announcement
Win a chance for author, rancher and environmentalist, Dan O'Brien to do a reading at your home, business or school!


April is National Poetry month, so we are throwing a free-style poetry contest!  There are over 50 different types of poetry, which is way too complicated... so, we are keeping it simple with two freestyle categories; poems that rhyme and poems that don’t.  There is only one caveat; the poem must contain the word buffalo or bison.

We encourage you to play (enter), to win a chance at having our own in-house writer, Dan O’Brien visit you for a reading at your home, school or business. Plus - we’ll throw in $200.00 worth of our artisan charcuterie so you can invite friends too!

Our in-house group of judges will select one overall winner, which will be announced on April 26th, “Put a Poem in your Pocket Day”.

So poets - start salivating over your words and put them to pen (keyboard) and enter. It’s easy, write your poem and copy and paste it in the comment section below this blog. Here are a couple of examples from our in-house poets to get you going!

Awakened Palate

Leaves danced on her face
reflections of the wind and light

Her body heavy with sleep
still belonging to the night

A morning kiss on the lips
awoke the memory of her palate

A dish of steamed mussels,
buffalo chorizo, wine, and shallot

Dreamy meals are rare,
and some aren’t worth a thought

But perhaps it’s time to change that
and go Wild Idea or wild caught!

A.E.C.


Prairie King

The Bison stands with strength and courage, holding tight to the responsibility of his domain.
He waits unknowing yet fully aware and alive.
It’s lonely at the top but the journey was tough and full.
He stands waiting, calmly, deliberately to claim what in his.
He is his own master now, protector and leader of his kingdom.

H.C.N.

*Published poets, employees or associates of Wild Idea Buffalo Company will not be eligible to win - but we welcome you to play!  

We look forward to you sharing your poem with us! And... good luck to all!  

51 comments

  • Prairie Haiku

    Sunlight warms dark soil
    Bluestem nourishes bison
    My steak hints of grass

    Chuck Beatty
  • Dan, Dan the buffalo man, what he says is straight, what he says is true, you can’t love the buff without loving the land.

    Buff, Buff, their rough and tough, they love to romp, they love to roam, you gotta love the buff who batta bing the land.

    Wild, Wild, you can’t go wrong, jump on in and soon you’ll be sing-ing Wild, Wild, I love to be Wild, what a Wild Idea!

    Karla Edwards
  • Tendrils of winter wind
    Still alive in April
    Are searching in the hollows
    Rushing the hilltops
    Restless and chill.

    The wind’s search is almost almost endless
    And won’t finish until it reaches
    The final hidden snow drift
    And the last rigid ice, in a dark place
    On the side of the river, turns to liquid wonder.

    Then in a secret sheltered hollow
    It finally comes to rest in the first buffalo calf
    Just arrived from the great beyond
    To lift its head in this new world
    To gaze upward from the earth,
    Through cinnamon eyes
    At the calm sweet celebration of spring flowers
    And the brave green gratitude of new grass.

    Alice Gardner

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