THE SEED3 comments
picture Sunday, January 23rd 2005, by Marissa A Spencer

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The Seed

The dusty field lay in a dormant death
Hushed by years of abusing carelessness
Man and woman stand silent and strong
They search the horizon

The plain is before them devoid of life
A solitary soaring bird passes over
Clasping hands, soiled already from toil
They seek some answers

He grasps the shovel and raises it high
A thrust of his might bores into the dirt
A sigh is heard within the earth
It is now time to begin

She reaches into the satchel she carries
Grasping a single seed in her hand
The bird cries above as it circles them
The seed is now sown.

© January 23, 2005 Marissa A Spencer




24 Jan 2005 @ 17:58 by martha : I love seed poems
and enjoyed yours Marissa. I can see the seed now sprouting....  

1 Feb 2005 @ 23:40 by jerryvest : Your poetry is Beautiful
Thank you, Martha. The seed, bird, hand, shovel, human and earth are so together and united in your verse.


thank you very much Jerry  

17 Oct 2016 @ 18:28 by trio4d @ : togel online hongkong
was very helpful and very useful
articles that you provide very helpful and nice to everyone thanks
Buku mimpi  

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