Loren Jarvis Poems

Pantoum For A Lost Child

You in the cold and wrapped in winter lace,
The wind with grace moves down the cheerless field.
I cannot send you sun except my heart.
My tears impede the vision of your face.... more »

Broken Row

Within the broken row
With field firm hands
You fashioned me from clay.
And placed the bless’ed seeds,... more »

Circle

 I cannot say completely what I feel.
Winter has come and robbed me of my breath.
But wait till Spring and once again I’ll steal
Across some field, some barren yard of death... more »

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