Field of Blue Flowers

Written by: Russell Sivey

Fields of gold meet a deep indigo sky Specks of light an autistic bright palette Vagabond dreams waft in nigh & nigh Field of blue flowers and rising sunset Prophesying the future of the fields In walks her aura like a burning hush Drinking in solitude, her body yields Like the tree in the wind, soft swoosh Armed in loaded moments post to post Their love is like a rare flower after dark Sitting on a fence the lover and the ghost The platitudes of sing songs, from a lark Mystic Rose Blue flowers within the top breezy air Near a barbed wire fence near the yellow field The sky so blue is a stark contrast there Great supply of plant life brings a great yield Trees bend to the wind, seeming a storm comes Near a barbed wire fence near the yellow field The whole place here seems to be quite lonesome The air seemingly goes and whips around Trees bend to the wind, seeming a storm comes Animals here don’t feel lost on the ground The flowers move quietly in the wind The air seemingly goes and whips around Alone I walk in this field which I send Aura of a storm from the field of hearts The flowers move quietly in the wind Love is with blue flowers that I impart Blue flowers within the top breezy air Aura of a storm from the field of hearts The sky so blue is a stark contrast there Russell Sivey Form Terzanelle This was a compilation from a picture we both viewed