The Farmer's Morn… Poem by saadat tahir

The Farmer's Morn…

Rating: 4.6


on the track of morning bird
yolk on shoulder whistled on
untilled his field, he'd left a third
by dusk t'wd be over and done

Well-timed woke to them honk
passing lined like timeless geese
deep he puffed on bubbly song
made his heart bloom and please

urged the lowing pair on
beam at nature's growing prize
gleaming in the rising dawn
spreading green and its size

held up hands to thank his lord
teary smile for HIS helping hand
untying drops from life's cord
breathed life in parched land


original
saadat tahir
Vintage, from files.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
a morning with grandpa... remembered/penned years later
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 24 June 2012

Beautiful symbolic poem tying the labors of man to the mysteries of his Lord.

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Indira Babbellapati 24 June 2012

wonderful, doctor! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Heather Wilson 27 June 2012

A beautiful poem, remembering time with your grandpa enjoying the wonder of nature

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Yasmin Khan 30 April 2013

The village lore is told with compassion and love. Simple diction suits well the theme a farmer on toil. It is a down to earth poem.

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Danae Kavouridi 03 July 2012

lively.brought images to my mind.Well done :)

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Kaila George 01 July 2012

That is beautiful...unfornate for me, my grandparents lived over seas, so I never actually really knew them, but what you write here is indeed very touching, wish I knew my grandparents like you did. Thank you for sharing.

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Karen Sinclair 01 July 2012

Gorgeous dear friend...this lovely write has me experiencing nostalgia for my grandfathers existence... loved the bustop and signs btw... your bud karen :)

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The Reader 30 June 2012

Wordsworthian & Picturesque! ! !

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