Open Poetry #15 |
Harvest |
Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
laying out the oats green heads gone golden by time harvest comes again swinging scythe by hand twining oat straw in bundles careful of the crown stacking shocked bundles lean to lean conically oat heads fluttering |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Karilea~ Vicky and I were just talking of the harvest moon ... This is so lovely~ Nostalgic stirrings~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Ahh, it looks like the early days of harvest in the new promised lands that drew so many..very well done, Sissie..very gentle smile |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Yea...and I could see, feel and smell it all, and not because of the picture either! jwesley |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Karilea- Now, how did this one get past me? Glad I found it before it got away. Yes...I was just telling Marge the other day, how much I LOVE the harvest moon. And...I love this poem too. Very lovely indeed. Hugs, ~vicky "...until you have read the verse on his |
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citizenx Member
since 2001-07-31
Posts 189motorcade |
stacking shocked bundles lean to lean conically oat heads fluttering the last line is especially gentle and beautiful. shadows flicker sweet end tame |
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