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Open Poetry #47

field dreaming

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2011-03-24 05:24 PM

She was daddies little girl
Blue jean jacket, tight denim jeans
Eyes that followed the sun
Until the sun wavered
At her majestic stare.

She ran through the cornfield
Blocks of hay all around
She was singinÕ that tune her mother taught her
only a few years ago.

ÒRun until the night
until you and the stars are one

Run for the hills
So you can see their fields of green

Run for your love
For the love of life

But, most of all,
Run, run so you can feel this joy in your heartÓ

She was daddies little girl
But she missed her mother so,

So she ran to where the fields knew no difference
Where their ladders of corn still glistened off the sun
Where the same dirt paths stood for hundreds of years before them.

She ran to where the fields had no name.

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

1 posted 2011-03-24 05:28 PM

This is lovely, Tomer. Methinks she inherited from her mother, what made her father fall in love with her mother.

Owl

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

2 posted 2011-03-24 05:36 PM

Thanks, Owl..

I think you're onto something

Cheers

katahdin
Senior Member

since 2010-07-01

Posts 1196
ME. In the Shadow of the Mt.

3 posted 2011-03-24 07:40 PM

Nice one!
Kat >^..^<

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

4 posted 2011-03-26 03:26 AM

Smiles. I thought so!

Owl

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

5 posted 2011-03-28 12:57 PM

Thanks, Kat.

Cheers

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