Short Sowers Poems

Enchantment is sown in the early Spring.
Planted by poets who till and sing,
While later they water the crops with tears,
Wept with the pang of years.

Their fantasies rise like ripened yield,
Bountiful, filling the field,
So sowers of wonder return and reap
Magic, to glean and keep....

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Summer has a huge mouth
who speaks by the light that clears
life...
winter is a downpour
partner of lands and fields...
autumn has a blood gray
that it lent the moon...
spring is a sea of flowers
cultivated in paradise,
  and humans we are sowers
sown from everywhere
  of the universe loose
here on this terra firma... !...

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One good turn deserves another.
The good you do shall live forever. 
No matter how small it will appear.
For those in need it’s always dear.
Their need is what compels a deed.
The deed you do will fill your need.
It’s like you save for a rainy day.
Sowers reap, so wise men say.
The good we sow will multiply.
It will go on after we die.

9/3/2016...

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