David Wood

Gold Star - 12,215 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Haymaking (Villanelle) - Poem by David Wood

On a long sunny warm July day
When the early morning grass is dry
Men head for the fields to make hay

In meadows mowing gets under way
The tall grass now standing high
On a long sunny warm July day

When the day has been cast away
Comes rest but dawn soon comes by
Men head for the fields to make hay

When bailing hay all hands enter the fray
Hard work makes the time all but fly
On a long sunny warm July day

Bails now standing tall where they lay
Mice play in the hay under a blue sky
Men head for the fields to make hay

The harvest now in for all to survey
It’s done for another year said with a sigh
On a long sunny warm July day
Men head for the fields to make hay

Topic(s) of this poem: farm

Form: Villanelle


Comments about Haymaking (Villanelle) by David Wood

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (9/13/2015 6:34:00 AM)


    On a sunny warm July day
    Writing a poem, the poet makes his hay.
    Beautiful poem captures the spirit of the harvest. Thank you.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2015



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