She wander's far through the fields of golden corn,
That sways in an easterly breeze,
Her fragile, soul begins to rise out of her inner turmoil,
Like the spring after an Artic freeze.
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its a poetry like calling a spade a spade and a mark on so many minds then you had made 'tis great lady poetree
So beautifully written Hazel You always paint such a beautiful picture with your words.
Nature's resilience does have a way of bracing us for life. The hailstorms that can reduce a field to rubble, the strong winds that can break the stalks of the sunflowers and leave them beyond the reach of the combines, even the blue skies that offer no rain for months at a time can be devastating. But still there is the cycle of hope in all farming, in Nature really, that counsels us that, yes, tomorrow can be a better day. Even your beautiful fields of ripe corn and sunflowers can cut you to the quick if you are not dressed properly. Your heroine clearly has the courage of an experienced farmer. Which reminds me of a bumper sticker you may have seen.... Legalize Gambling! Why Should Farmer's Have All The Fun!
You write as real lady with real feelings Very expressive and feminine I really can feel a woman's heart thru your talent of expression thanks! ! !
Many great lines expressed through your ink Hazel. She knows too there is hope out there. Thank you
Man and Nature are intrinsically inter related.....! How man's moods are affected and energized by Nature's pleasant hues...! ........Here the lady with the scarred soul, cheated by the viles and lies of her lover picks up the slivers of her broken heart and becomes whole once again under the mesmerizing effect of the blue sky dazzling with promises and the gold of the ripe corn and the setting sun lending her the glimpse of a radiant new dawn! Wonderful write!
Sorrows wrought for meditative interpretations play a role here. The world of reality for the lady in deep anguish is to be a sort of compromise as well. A penetrating poem with an amazing touch of craftsmanship, Hazel.
Beautiful poem Hazel....Different feelings of a woman with vivid imagery, you have captured very well. How she energises herself after sorrow...poem completed beautifully with positive ending of fresh start again.. I loved reading each lines... But I loved the most these wonderful lines....She look's into the jaws of reality with a look so bold,
I don't find any parallel of your writing who can so eloquently express the grief desire of woman. Your words are like glittering sapphire expressing the truth of life. Congratulations for being bestowed with such magnetic talent. thanks for sharing.
I don't find any parallel of your writing who can so eloquently express the grief desire of woman. Your words are like glittering sapphire expressing the truth of life. Congratulations for being bestowed with such magnetic talent. thanks for sharing.
Nice poem so I think that was a pain by adrift woman so let me know