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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we lie in fields of gold.” - from Sting’s Fields of Gold One day in a museum, my mind on an old flame, I found myself mysteriously being led to a field of gold depicted within a gilded frame. In the picture, pretty flowers beckoned, a brilliant red. In front of it I stopped, thinking of my love and things we’d left unsaid. I blinked, and in an instant, I felt sunlight upon my face; then there escaped from me a cry of surprise and sheer delight! Finding myself engulfed by grassy sea, with myriad poppies, I thought how could this be? I twirled around. Yes, beneath my feet was solid earth! Above was azure sky. Spring was in the air, with fragrance sweet. I was in the painting. I did not question why! Oh, there was such beauty to make a poet sigh. I thought about a song from days of old - a song I used to hear on my car radio about a man, who with his sweetheart, walked in fields of gold, and I felt my bliss dissipating even though I could still feel on my cheek the sun’s warm glow. In the lovely flowered landscape, my time was nearly done. It would not matter even if this were reality! In fields of gold, I would lie with no one, and no jealousy would blue sky have for me, for even in my dreams, alone I’d be. . . Written May 7, 2016 and inspired by the "Within a Gilded Frame" Poetry Contest of Broken Wings Recorded with voice in June 2016 for CT's Audio Poems (Spoken Words)
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