Posts tagged ‘harvest’

November 20, 2020

HAIKU: AUTUMN’S SHOW

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

The leaves all rustle

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November 20, 2020

AUTUMN

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm


the change is so obvious, so dramatic
leaves changing color
bird’s flying south
the chill in the air 

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September 10, 2018

Autumn has returned!

by Colly

 

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personal photo

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October 22, 2017

HAIKU: AUTUMN’S SHOW

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

The leaves all rustle

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October 20, 2017

AUTUMN

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

the change is so obvious, so dramatic
leaves changing color
bird’s flying south
the chill in the air 

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October 20, 2017

#87 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =      

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April 11, 2017

The Smell of bees

by The Cheesesellers Wife

I saw my first bee today, hearing buzzing while weeding
I searched for the little fellow and found him
Bumbling around the Lungwort
Buzzing with glee in the surprise warmth
Black, gold with a red bum

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July 31, 2016

Lavender for a smile

by Jem Croucher

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Yes, I know it looks lovely
in the sunshine out there
But, cropped now its fragrance
is filling the air
So, for double the pleasure
I have a lavender pile
Whilst outside there’s new growth
with crop two for a smile

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July 23, 2016

That lavender time again

by Jem Croucher

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I’m capturing the summer
on this fine sunshine day
With a little bit of lavender
to keep the blues away

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August 9, 2015

Harvest: Musette poem

by Jem Croucher

Poetry challenge: Musette poem

Now the
harvesting is
done we

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August 14, 2013

Ironbridge and Absent Friends

by beeseeker

Work-a-day sun high burnin’

Growin’ dull, respectful red and cider-cold;

Dawn’s melody slowly turnin’

Becoming familiar, restful, old.

Harvest hopes answered

Ripening to warm-honey gold:

Friends will always know each other –

If their stories be honestly told –

That distance and language matter not

When time and hearts be weighed and sold.

July 12, 2012

harvest

by billgncs

We were young once too….

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