e.e. wilholt


Creation - Poem by e.e. wilholt

I planted some tomatoes this spring.

Oh, the fruit I bear!
The red tomato
I hold ripens
The life I give
Grows the seed of my being

And the fertility I have proved
Is brown
That is the color
Of life unto death unto life

Mother Earth, mine is Creation

We Are.


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  • Ben Gieske (3/25/2009 3:57:00 PM)

    A lot of meaning in your poem. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 5, 2008



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