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A
harvest
begins on
this little farm.
The men grow weary,
calloused hands work night and day,
to get the crops sent away.
Fall is ending soon,
they will not rest.
The work has
to get
done.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3661666
c.l.g.
a short version of arkbears arkquain
syllables
1, 2, 3, 4,
5, 7, 7, 5
1, 2, 3, 4,
7 and 7 syllable lines must rhyme
In a list
A contest entry
- You Caught My Eye by Samplette.
450 points, ended December 7, 2007, 13 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Excellent form and words to match! I do not know form that well, only what I see and read and learn from poets on here, so cannot cooment justly on form. Love the structure, the overwhelming warmth and emotions in this..excellent job! Best of luck!
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Quiet, simple, yet busy farmlife...I love the way you describe 'n the picture looks homey...
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Excellent
Wonderful creation. Best of luck in the contest.
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Impressive
Wow this is impressive. You make me want to try that syllable thingy.
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This short version is great, the flow the rhyme scheme, the feelings, you have it all, great job, Blessings John
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Beautifully done Cara..yes seems we have a monster on the loose, hide the trophies, stash the cash, lol.. Seems your growing in leaps and bounds Dear in your abilities. Very well done here and best wishes in this contest,
Evan
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I like this short version of arkbears arkquain! You did a very good job with composing it. Thank you for entering the contest.
Sam
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Aarrrgh!
There's a writing monster on the loose! Cara was bit by the AP writer's bug and she's wreaking havoc here on this site. Help!
You go, girl! When I grow up, I wanna be like you.
This is almost flawless. It even seems to have a spiritual twist to it. Me likey!
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