Frances Schiavina Poet Lyric

Moon Harvest

Waving ponytails
of silk
wrapped in skirts
browning green
red and yellow 
sapphire teeth
play a game
at hide and peek.
Sparkling twinkles
from the sea
flew in millions
like the wind
at the fullness 
of moon wink
fading with
the cricket sound
last stalks fall to the 
ground
echoing farmers
harvest song
mountain splendor
at braking dawn.

First Place: Brian Strand- Contest 325-8/25/17
Sixth Place: Brian Strand- Mid Summer-7/20/17

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Line Gauthier May 23, 2020 at 9:42 PM Lovely fall imagery.

Tony Brady October 13, 2017 at 4:13 PM Nice! I love the whole feel of Fall!

Teddy Kimathi September 10, 2017 at 7:19 AM Congrats Frances, for your WIN with this beautiful verse! :-)

Kim Rodrigues July 21, 2017 at 8:14 AM Lovely lyric poem! Feeling the romance of Autumn. Congrats, Frances!

Bianca Reyes July 20, 2017 at 11:41 PM Moon wink. That is an unforgettable line. Congrats on your win, Frances!

Gregory Richard Barden July 20, 2017 at 5:00 PM Wonderful write - whimsical and creatively elegant ... loved it! Congrats on your win!

Dale Gregory Cozart July 20, 2017 at 4:38 PM This is the second time today I am reading your poem. Congrats on your win!