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steavenr
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0 posted 2008-11-16 08:52 PM



the autumn glistening of a soft sun's beam
echoed bravely off the wind-swept grain
like a beauty queen on home-coming night
while the golden stem of nature's own star

wafted gently in a season's last warm warning
pealing the toll of winter's soon, sure coming
and the sounds of harvest rest from their hurried work
fulfilled in the pleasure of jobs well sone

though the smells of wheat and chaff drift
through the cool of the still night air
like fresh-baked pies set out on the kitchen's sill
filling the fall air with aromas of achievement

and the lonely stalk of grain remains a silent witness
of the stillness that comes from remaining unchosen

© Copyright 2008 Steaven R Snow - All Rights Reserved
Bill Charles
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1 posted 2008-11-16 09:08 PM


steavenr - just lovely. What I wouldn't do for a home baked apple pie, yummy...

BC

OwlSA
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2 posted 2008-11-16 10:37 PM


Very, very beautiful, whether anthropomorphically about the stalk of grain or symbolically about a human orphan or emotionally about the bond between the human orphan and the stalk of grain or a blend of all three scenarios.  

I often want all the teddies on a shop shelf, not wanting one to be left alone and lonely.  

- Owl

steavenr
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3 posted 2008-11-16 11:39 PM


Bill,
so glad it spoke to your senses -- hot apple pie does sound good...doesn't it?

Owl,
sounds like you have a good heart...thank you for your contemplative comments

Margherita
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4 posted 2008-11-17 06:01 AM


quote:
though the smells of wheat and chaff drift
through the cool of the still night air
like fresh-baked pies set out on the kitchen's sill
filling the fall air with aromas of achievement

and the lonely stalk of grain remains a silent witness
of the stillness that comes from remaining unchosen



Deeply poignant and beautiful, dear Steaven. I am glad that you are back, missed you.

Love,
Margherita

steavenr
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5 posted 2008-11-17 11:47 AM


Margherita,
Thank you kindly...it is always good to be missed....was in the hospital for a week...no internet

Marchmadness
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6 posted 2008-11-17 10:01 PM


Sorry to hear you were in the hospital, Steaven. Glad to see you back and with this lovely poem too.
                               Ida

steavenr
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7 posted 2008-11-17 10:44 PM


Ida,
thank you for your concern and for your comments...both are appreciated

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