The Reaping

Reap as ye have sown.....

Sand covered legs
race across the beach.

Giggles travel across
the blighted dunes.

Echoes of days gone by
when life flourished
on these shores.

Seems so little time
has passed and yet,
we see the fruit of our seeds sown

in ignorance, greed and selfishness.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sel Whiteley]

Powerful, first of all you describe the landscape as if it could be a snapshot in some transcient moment. The imagery is intensely evocative. "blighted dunes", for instance. Then the switch in the last stanza, reflected by the much denser structure, showing the shift in time and the reason for darkness on such beauty.

[FJ Davis]

Like a pet who's been senselessly killed--an overwhelming feeling of waste; and, of course, deep loss. Here, not only do we mourn the past, we mourn the present.
You're hitting an all cylinders, Judy; just keep purring along.

another great poem. touching. light in structure. yet heavy in wisdom. cheers :)

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Wise words my friend.

[fargone]

wonderful. short simple lines which capture and convey so much. very good write, judy.

[Dream Weaver]

Profound and accurate.
I enjoyed this, especially
the last stanza, well done.

[Ben Taylor]

Except for the usage of "time" twice in close proximity, this is perfect.
Is this referring to your children, or yourself?
Either way, remaining pure is a constant struggle.
Well written, Judy.