Harvest Poems - Poems about Harvest

citrine g l o w basking restless summer fields of wheat o l n r l i ...

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We can harvest well, But we must plant our saplings; We can build up luck....

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Matsuo Basho: English translations of Haiku about autumn, fall, sea, autumn wind, harvest moon, dark, darkness, dawn, day, life. First of autumn: the sea and the rice fields the same green hue. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The autumn wind like a ventriloquist projects its piercing voice. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Voices in the reeds? Ventriloquism of the autumn wind. —Matsuo Basho,...

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Time to harvest the blossom of your dream have you tenderly coddled yesterday's seed time is the seductive companion of wisdom the dream of time is to pick up Godspeed. You've entered the golden foyer it seems is the reality of day as plush as the daydream. its colors maintained, still bright as conception or dullened like the skin of horizon's deception. In...

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My neighbor’s little child, whose ear was made of stone and feet as swift as deer toward mischief. This child, whose heart was a clay shield no bomb of morals could penetrate. Many words of goodwill spoken fell behind those cold walls. His tongue, a sharpened blade that tore the hearts of the brave; a mouth that dared to preach what’s right. This child now sits in confinement, pondering...

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Early Summer Hiku 23 r -i -p e -n -I -n –g cherries h a ...

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A lunar luster spills a silvershine cascade of nebulating moonshine lilt onto a night-time field, drawing a quilt of pale radiance over the still vine. A myriad of glowing serpentine twines sleep.—but, slithering round its stout stilt, a wakeless plant is working out its tilt.— It’s fruit will not be ripe enough for wine. So see I, amidst the flourishing grape, the withering...

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poverty-stricken skeleton-like old women ~ gather grain-remains ...

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Our summer crops are in and larders full So we are now well stocked for winter’s worst When we will face freezing Arctic attacks. Our stock contains dried fruits, roots and nuts Along with several sacks of grain to grind To make the flour to bake the daily bread. And we have pickled veg in pots galore. Beetroot, onions, shredded red cabbage...

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N-ame Y-ields M-essage F-or A-ll ©bfa042025 Monocrostic (Birthday of Nymfa Agoyaoy) ...

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Sun slowly peeps its head in the east, Bird barbet flies towards its nest, ...

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Seven and one, open gates! Zero, cancel wild! He who suffers, first berates! Listen, auld to child! Errors of the prophets? By necessity, none. Perfect record, get the fits? Oracle, scion, pun? Ergo, O my time and space! As above, below! Meteor, dark fire, displace. Broken, O my bow... Dread, thy bed. Bend back, bring. Born. Death, thy sacred sand. Dagger, axe, hell, heaven, horn. Doom within all, planned... Falcon, fix...

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S-own H-armony E-ventually R-eaps Y-early L-ikes ©bfa041925 Monocrostic (Birthday of  Sheryl Apog)...

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Spring Harvest Spring is in bloom the new harvest begins soldiers in drag get ready for the kill kill a child here kill many more over there harvest more babies kill them every where one by one or three by three coral them in tents then burn them alive prance around smiling with glee remember to steal a few organs too sell them for profit this genocide you love harvest...

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Tears are salty seeds planted in the rich soil of hope. When given nourishment, encouragement, ...

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