Harry Horsman Poet Rhyme

Cashing In

Each seeded pod of active indulgence
With the sternness of instructions
Delivered to one and all,
‘Never leave under light
Sunlight especially at fall,’
A test one thinks for the human race
Does one wait to reap the spoils of his haul,
When so many of the world’s population
Are cloned when the cuckoo doth call?

© Harry J Horsman 2020

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Anne-Lise Andresen August 19, 2020 at 11:43 AM - Congratulations so much on your winning poem, Harry :) - // Anne-Lise :)

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl August 19, 2020 at 1:22 AM When the cuckoo calls it takes me to a meadow. xx

Kim Rodrigues August 18, 2020 at 6:50 PM Congratulations, my friend!

Andrea Dietrich August 18, 2020 at 4:21 PM hhmmm for me it's a statement on what is to come in our reality. Love this, Harry. Congrats for your win.

Carolyn Devonshire August 18, 2020 at 2:23 PM The thought of "cloned" people awaiting Judgment Day is very creative and original, Harry. Great entry! Congratulations on your win in the contest! Best wishes, Carolyn

Robert Lindley August 17, 2020 at 7:06 AM I do so love this excellent piece my friend. A wonderful closing two verses... A fav.. God bless..

Lindsay Laurie August 14, 2020 at 8:49 PM Hello Harry ... like lemmings to the sea. Thank you Harry - Lindsay

Kim Rodrigues August 14, 2020 at 6:10 AM Packs a punch!

Michael Tor August 13, 2020 at 10:13 PM A great truth written here Harry.

Michelle Faulkner August 12, 2020 at 3:37 PM You have sprouted some grains of wisdom here, Harry!