Below is the poem entitled the weathervane which was written by poet
Loving III. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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John Loving III
a weathervane still
points east 'pon gray ancient barn...
fall's air rust tractors
the vain weathervane speaks east
and rust grows though no one knows
rusty John Deere sits
outside engine deep in grass...
bucks face off for fight
the leaves are falling
revealing the trees fractures
fall air thrust factors
crimson, gold, and red leaves fall
farm lake ~ mural of the scene
John Deere the artist
tractors in the grass like clouds
wearing the weather
Collaboration between John Loving III and Sara Kendrick
Sara's 1, 3, 5
John Loving III...2, 4, 6