MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Life Of Farmers’

Until today I had no idea
Jobs of fruit farmers
So many tasks
Dawn till dusk


Went to pick Lychees
To help farmers friends
Harvest off old trees
The fruit on our knees


Hills covered in tangled bean
Climbing of tall trees
Then cutting the branches
Sight I have never seen


Chainsaw at hand
Buckets and big crates
Start just after sun rise
At breakfast was my end


The morning only started
My workout has been done
Cooling off in cold shower
I can’t say it was much fun


Farming since young years
The owners, our friends
Now in their later years
Still doing all by hands


Tough life of a farmer
Who always plays its luck
Will there be fruit this year
And eager buyer after quick buck


Stay agile my friends!
♡ and our appreciation for all farmers ♡

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MIDDAY POETRY – ‘squeeze’

squeeze each element of the now to its infinite max


add a pause button to the ongoing movement of thought


shower each negative emotion with love

bring your essence to the bigger game of life

feel the clarity

unfolding