The Harvest Moon

The Harvest Moon

Golden ball beaming bright
Bringing Farmers endless night

Autumn’s breath and colorful trees,
Harvest foods and fallen leaves,

Bonefire flames and shorter days,
Pumpkins in a cornfield maze,

Halloween’s treat, Thanksgiving’s grace,
Autumn bows to Winter’s icy lace

Written for #99 Monday Poetry Train Revisited

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3 responses to “The Harvest Moon

  1. ‘Autumn bows to Winter’s icy lace’

    Lovely line.

  2. love it!
    beautiful image.

  3. just awesome. i love that pic of moon.
    beautiful poem, you created the feeling perfectly.

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