Lay the golden crowns a second cut made Drying in neat rows from a twirling rake My tractor idles in the chestnut’s shade We rest from chores taking a little break
Once long days of summer growing shorter Less urgent the cries of the feeding young When harvest moon enters its first quarter Seen rising when an evening song is sung
Now a light breeze rattles the drying leaves From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes Thoughtful recollections of good old days
A long slow circle back to tractor’s shed Basks in glow of setting sun, blazing red
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
This poem is reflective of a hard working farm life and ultimate enjoyment that nature brings…
LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKAug 5, 2012
And your well written sonnet capture that so well.. It is indeed very hard work that hopefully brings a rewarding yield of crops.. Enjoyed reading Yankee
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKAug 5, 2012
Now a light breeze rattles the drying leaves From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes Thoughtful recollections of good old days
Beautiful poem Yankee...Hard work...But very rewarding..Reading this is like a trip down memory lane.
Hi, Yankee4you, Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes... Your sonnet continues the love affair the farmer has with the land. Enjoyed.
windyweatherlySan Francisco, California USANov 4, 2012
Reading this Yankee, I can't help but wondering how is your farm during the wild hurricane? I hope all is well. Although, I also read in one magazine that after the worst sotrm or hurricane, came the best harvest ever. I will have to hear from you on this one. San Joaquin valley which comprise of the central plains of California, From Fresno (north) to Baakersfield (south) is the most fertile land of the US according to US agriculture. Note: Bakersfield is the capital of Carrots in the world; capital of organic food distributed in the world; Capital producing of Almond and they are now predicting Olives in the next ten years. Not to mention the capital of oil producing in our nation. Anyways, I am a little familiar with storm myself and the result to agriculture as I was raised by my farmer dad and lived here in the area. But there is no weather extremes at all. No storm, no hurrican, no tornadoes, only once a year a bad sand storm. But all in all, farming is under very clear stir of man's technology. Irrigation..
I hope your farm is in good shape Yankee.
Regards,
windy
FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKNov 5, 2012
Hi Yankee
I missed this sonnet when it was first posted, I'm glad to see its re-appearance, a blissful treat for any nature lover.
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Enjoyed reading Yankee
From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze
Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes
Thoughtful recollections of good old days
Beautiful poem Yankee...Hard work...But very rewarding..Reading this is like a trip down memory lane.
Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes... Your sonnet continues the love affair the farmer has with the land. Enjoyed.
I hope your farm is in good shape Yankee.
Regards,
windy
I missed this sonnet when it was first posted, I'm glad to see its re-appearance, a blissful treat for any nature lover.
Regards
Bill