by matriarch
...though I don't like the title. Titles (especially here) are the first thing a reader sees. Though in context with the poem, when I first read the title, my reaction was "oh no... same old, same old". I almost didn't read it.
What about a more oblique title, such as "As the Elders Tell"?
This was a good read. I cheated and looked at Geo's
comment, I agree with him. I almost didn't read it either,
glad I did.
I like the title, though it might be a bit confusing.
Very touching.
*hugs*
This poem speaks of pride and contentment...in yourself and in your sons. What greater harvest is there than this? Great way of telling your story.
"The tall, strong, full grown stalks of my sowing,
My children, my sons,
My corn, my harvest."
This alone speaks volumes!!
Brilliant job Mat!! Loved it (and not said just as a friend)
;-)
nice job! Thanks for playing :)
I enjoyed the use of metaphor to convey your message and the sparse language. I would love to chat with you so I can ask some questions about this-- let me know if you would like to do that--
no thermo
very nice poem / very bad title / if it were not a part of the challenge, i would have passed it over because of the title alone / after reading, that would have been an obvious error /
...are so damn hard! I always struggle with them myself. That lil bit o' selfishness aside, I really like your effort Mat!
Lovely images Mat, succinct, concise and precise. The love shows through. :)
I love the concrete, tactile simplicity of the final stanza. Ripe, strong, and a pleasure to read. Very nice work, Mat.
Briefly yet vividly describes the pride which accompanies accomplished nurturing.