Best Harvested Poems

Nature's Harvested Bounty

 Deep and dark are the thick , tall forested hills
 where swift icy streams send cold crossing chills
 Thinning out where the trees meet the grassy meadows and fields
 hunters reap the harvest that nature so bountifully yields

 An early morning hunt...

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If it is true
that only one fundamental,
all or nothing,
choice in evolutionary life is offered--

To eat
or become someone else's dinner

Then, are you choosing to remain
the Exclusive Eater,
Selfish Harvester,
or the Weakest Plant
not yet sacrificially eaten?

What if both could be true
for you?
Cooperatively planting 
what we will inevitably harvest...

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I waited in the darkness, whispering secret prayers
	Summoned from my long lost faith.
	I gazed at the moon as it was repeatedly sliced
	By the momentous raising of his mighty arm.

	I can hear their coarse calls to each other,
	Gentle swishing and crushing
	As they carefully make their way
	In...

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On right time and due
all with love being harvested
with love is picked...

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Most Beloved Woman I Lost
        was in my heart, as enchanted rose
        that I didn't harvest, I didn't cultivate...!...

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CLAY MAN HARVESTED MOLD FROM CLAY--

God I am your harvest
I’m your  won’t you come cultivate me
Oh, Lord I am your harvest
Liken a planted tree
Won’t you come mold me like a pot of clay
Lord my God make me  in your image today;

2/7/19
Written words by...

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So I harvested loyal, lonely love

harvested legendary, lively love

harvested lovely, loving love

little love

 low love

lovable, lean love


harvested loud, lucky love

harvested lovable, long love

harvested lush, lit light love  

harvested  I




3/2/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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Harvested molded clay 


when you lose your way
Jesus is a way maker 
Jesus finds a way
 He's right there at the harvest 
'Im soiled clay God molds me


2/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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He is The-Easily-Frightened Graham,
His Natural Father Amram Abraham;
Like Lord God’s Abraham could farm
But unlike him could kill or harm
Either with his right or left arm
Normally meant for just his farm …

And harmed he did A Sir Wickham 
In his hand, a harvested yam
And he was...

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