Ron Koppelberger
The Harvest Seed
The lush day by day drama,
In wanton urges of wicked will
And tendered , a love child in eternal
Raven’s share and passionate tempered
Fare, feathered, torn by tears, the consummation of eyes
Alight and alms in prayer, in kind smiles and need,
The harvest season’s seed.
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