Lean Harvests Poem by Michael Burch

Lean Harvests



for T.M.

the trees are shedding their leaves again:
another summer is over.
the Christians are praising their Maker again,
but not the disconsolate plover:
i hear him berate
the fate
of his mate;
he claims God is no body's lover.

Published by The Rotary Dial and Angle

Friday, August 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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