HARVEST

HARVEST

reap what's
sown
harvest what's
grown
pain
into
grain
yield
endless
field
nurturing
crop
elevator
to top
hands
work
land
grueling
toil
now the
spoils
clothing
stitched
bountiful
rich
spreading
seeds
rooting
deep
ebb and
flow
soup
bowl
taking
stock
seasonal
clock
nature's
bliss
fall
solstice
basket
filled
winter's
still
branching
out
spring's
new sprouts
 

POEMS by cindy lee loucks

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Brian Maryon

Mon 16th Sep 2019 17:54

I'll be honest...the format is to me annoying. But that's just me...I'm sure others love it,

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