Sweeping rows of wheat
They glow in the setting sun
A feast for the eyes.
Wow! What nature offers for us to see, to hear, to inhale and to enjoy....
Wheat...nature....feast for the eye...amusing depiction. A beautiful poem nicely executed.
A feast for the eyes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Sweeping rows of wheat.......I just transport my poetic soul to the spot you have visited....very nice write!
A tasty visual feast your haiku piece provides. Haiku poems do not need rhyming or alliteration. But their usage always make the readers happy. An example is, this.10+
This lovely ¨poem associates me with the impressionistic paintings of van Gogh during his time in Arles, France. And, IF I may say, with the stories in the Bible, such wonderful pictures in my mind. Beautiful brevity, indeed, a feast for the eyes. Thank you so much for sharing your wonderous words. God´s Blessings! A 10 Full Score and much much more.
A feast for the eyes.....magnificent write.Thank u, dear Rose.anjandev roy.
Endless ears of weat is a symbol of fertility and order. Only when people would be so proud to stand side by side. A feast for the eyes anyway. I bow you my friend
Sweeping rows of wheat They glow in the setting sun A feast for the eyes........nice poetic expression. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The golden crop of wheat is a feast for humans, a beautiful poem.