Ex-smallholder and farming and countryside anorak Tracey Wathen-Jones sent us this poem in response to the current dairy crisis and we thought it provided the perfect opportunity to run a creative competition to encourage budding poets, farmers, foodie’s or anyone with an interest to have a go and send in your own – local Raw Milk dairy farmer Steve Hook (AKA The Moo Man – pictured above) has kindly agreed to judge the poems and the winning entry will receive an amazing Indie Farmer Tee.

Please send you entries to submissions@indiefarmer.com by next Tuesday the 3rd of Feb.

Here’s Tracy’s effort – can you do any better?

A Dairy Tale Ending Poem

Milk cheaper than water,

how can that be?

Cows to feed,

fodder to grow.

Large herds growing ever larger,

small farms a dying breed.

The vegan’s choice is theirs,

but not for us all.

A resurgence of the micro-dairy,

gives hope for those who want to know,

there’s a fair flow of dough to where it’s meant to go!