On the scarecrow’s hat
 
an impudent crow perches
 
to mock the farmer.

 
 
 

September’s last day—
 
the farmer can’t stop boasting
 
about his melons.

 
 
 

Toppled by the wind,
 
a farmer’s tattered scarecrow
 
keeps his crooked smile.

Hiding

 
 
 

hiding the full moon
 
in his basket of apples—
 
the wily farmer

Funeral

 
 
 

farmer’s funeral—
 
a scarecrow near the casket
 
chasing tears away

Farmer

 
 
 

a Kansas farmer—
 
on his weather-beaten face
 
furrows fill with tears