Best Sower Poems

Arnold gazed eastward,
squinting. 
His callused hands hung
by thumbs hooked to
his belt. He had beaten
the rooster by at least
an hour, and his hands
lit a pipe in
celebration. 
A cool breeze 
passed through, teasing
the plowed field,
the chimes,
and his arms.
The barn stood sturdy, 
ready for the season.
Seasoned tools hung...

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	The Sower *
	Written; By Tom Wright
	7/28/00
	
	Behold, there went forth a sower
	he sowed through mid day heat.
	Some seed fell by the wayside,
	which the fowls of the air did eat.
	
	He saw some fall on stony ground
	where was no depth of earth.
	At sun up they withered and scorched
	having...

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You’re digging up the garden of you in my head
and taking out the stained sheets for the bed.
I fear the weeds that you could plant again
the thorn that may prick and leave a new stain.
How can I sleep in the bed where you buried sin,
yours...

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She gathered her seeds
Her seeds of good deeds
It was time to plant again
The season for sowing
She scouted around for good land
Seeds in her hand
She walked in love
In search of good soil
Not too much toil
Very little sweat
She found her land
Good, fertile soil
She planted the seeds
The seeds...

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I am a star seeder…
Emotional healer of heart bleeders…
Value, unity and concentration I teach…
Assisting my dear ones with inner minds thought speech…
Observation, imagination and manifestation done from love’s truth…
Catapults one consciousness beyond feared sleuths…
Master emotion making reason based decisions…
Focusing will on your life’s grandest visions…
Knowing...

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I ask what’s the purpose
For a writing with no reason
A hundred thousand words together
Has definition but no meaning 
The expenditure of ink is the 
Mouth running off for no reason
But what I write is what I reap
So I write and sow in Season

Because it is...

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Sower of joy 
is love
nourishing hearts
sprouting 
green in arid
healing minds
wiping tears 
from eyes
guiding blind
opening ears 
to catch
tears or smile
giving fallen
hope
wings to fly
for truth 
and justice 
fighting
energy marvel
one against
thousands
whence 
the power?
Can the finite 
purchase
infinite?
More valuable 
than all earthly
goods that
perish
God’s breath 
in heart of flash
coin in light...

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A sower went out his seed to sow.
Some of it fell on the path and so 
     exposed on the ground
     by birds it was found.
Other seed over the rocks did blow

so without much soil when the...

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you might have heard of my brother?
 the flip side of the coin
he's the misery that comes after years of misspent joy
he comes with a black cloak and a sickle...
i come wearing vibrant colors and bring tantalizing toys
he wears a frown i wear a smile...because...

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I left, I went to the street
even though I knew i wasn't the sun!
But as it was day, I shone...
I lit people and things...
I took away the cold that was in them...
I do this almost normally!
Then I came back to reality
penetrating the magical night,
even though...

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Victorinus preached to free pearls trapped in soil
So plants may grow and unearth all bright pearls
To bring pearls back to their home through light’s secrets
Secrets for the downtrodden and dirty
Not to the high and hearts made of polished stone

The secrets of the garden of light...

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In this world to be a wanderer,
in space be a navigator
Traveling is not a hindrance.
If we live to sow love......

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Seeds do not always yield a crop
when from the sower’s hand they drop.
If on the walking path they drop,
the birds will come and eat them up.

When seeds drop on some rocky soil,
on which the sower failed to toil
the plants that grow up on such soil
sun’s...

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O thee, the sower, 
who’s sowing but not reaping; 
cut the tree? Why not 
tend it, nor, cultivate it 
near the crystal stream of love? 

...that I may bear you, 
the sower, who’s sowing but 
not reaping, next spring 
the sweet fruits, of you and...

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Fly one way
Like a fugitive seeking asylum
Knock the door
See if the house owner is home,
ready and willing.

Fly another way
Like a refugee in urgent need
Knock the door
See if the house owner is home,
ready and willing.
Fly many ways
Like seeds scattered by the sower
Knock many doors
See if house...

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