Poem The Harvest

Discussion in 'Poems' started by Simbo, Jun 22, 2019.

  1. Simbo Bandmaster of the Songburrow Strollers

    It has been quite a while since I posted a poem here, but here is the poem I told at the Summer Poetry Competition which managed to come first!

    The Harvest

    Oh harvest time! Sweet harvest time!
    It's time to reap what you have sown
    Soon wicker baskets will be full
    With all the goods that you have grown

    Oh cut the corn! Cut golden corn!
    The stalks all sway like rippling lakes
    So swing the scythe to chop them down
    Whilst thinking of the bread you'll bake

    Go dig the earth! The tender earth!
    There's taters waiting to be found
    And onions, carrots, turnips fresh
    Such treasures pulled out from the ground

    Oh, remember sprouts! Yes, the sprouts!
    Don't forget to pick them out!
    They may be served just once, at Yule
    But everybody must love those sprouts?

    Oh shake the trees! Go shake the trees!
    And scoop up apples, plums and pears
    These orchards full of tender fruits
    There's bound to be enough to spare

    Oh pick the berries! Juicy berries!
    That cluster on the bramble hedge
    Will you make jam, or bake some pies
    And cool them on the window ledge?

    Oh hazelnuts! There's hazelnuts!
    Don't forget to pick those too
    And mushrooms growing in the shade
    You're sure to fill a tub or two

    Oh harvest time! Sweet harvest time!
    A precious bounty from the land
    You've nurtured well throughout the year
    Now nature's gift is in your hand
    Rubellita, Ragwort, Potty and 2 others like this.
  2. Rubellita Member

    Congratulations, Master Simbo!
    Indeed, we can never have enough poetry here by your hand *cheers*

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