poetry by j matthew waters

this day our daily bread

we worked the fields
wielding sickles
and scattered thoughts of
one day crossing the
border into worlds
before unseen

we step and sway and cut
and sing in praise as
women and children
transform the stalks into
bundles for the wind
and sun to remedy

we left the fields
nearly naked and dotted
with purposeful randomness
our backs still strong
our minds set on preparing
this evening’s meal

september two thousand thirteen
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4 thoughts on “this day our daily bread

  1. Lovely harvest scene – love the lines ‘wielding sickles and scattered thoughts’ and ‘we step and sway and cut and sing in praise’ – very cool – K

  2. A great title for this active and eloquent scene. Nice work.

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