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Crows In the Wheatfield

The country road split the wheat field in half
A murder of crows seemed to prefer the right
Hope they leave some to winnow from the chaff
Crows seem but wavey lines against the night
A spectacular sight in the twilight

Fields of wheat in the final golden stage
Ready for the harvesters to earn their wage 
Golden grains that hungry men have desired
This art lifts up some memories to engage
Remember the dirt road our love once required    

Artful work: Crows In The Wheatfield by Vincent Van Gogh 

Written: February 11, 2023

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Bill Baker

February 13, 2023 at 2:33 PM

Beautiful imagery in this exquisite poem, Sara. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Sara Kendrick

February 14, 2023 at 8:51 AM

Why, thank you, Bill. I appreciate the visit. Sara

Susan Ashley

February 13, 2023 at 8:12 AM

Dear Sara, your rich atmospheric imagery captures the aura of Van Gogh's painting with rhyming finesse. Your last line lends an intriguing personal peek into the narrator's past - love it! Congratulations for your excellent win in Brian's contest. warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Sara Kendrick

February 13, 2023 at 12:42 PM

Why, thank you, Susan. I appreciate you dropping by with such a kind review of my work and congratulations. Sara

Francis J Grasso

February 13, 2023 at 5:19 AM

Nicely done, Sara! Congratulations! ...Fran

Sara Kendrick

February 13, 2023 at 7:54 AM

Thank you, Francis, for stopping by with congratulations. SK

Valsa George

February 12, 2023 at 7:22 PM

Well done dear friend . The las line gives a hint to the early difficult stages your love life.

Sara Kendrick

February 13, 2023 at 4:07 AM

Valsa, Life was difficult for most people back then. It was a long time ago. Thanks for dropping by and taking time to read and comment on my work. Sara

Joanna Daniel

February 12, 2023 at 4:50 AM

Nice poem on the painting, Sara, that last line is thought provoking:)

Sara Kendrick

February 12, 2023 at 7:35 AM

I wonder what thoughts it provoked. Thanks for dropping by ..Sara

William Kelii Kekaula

February 11, 2023 at 3:34 PM

Alas, the cryptic crows, Sara, Aloha, William

Sara Kendrick

February 12, 2023 at 3:27 AM

Yes, the crow can be cryptic in poetry and art, but for me it is a very interesting bird. I like the iridescent of its black feathers, the way they have a lookout to watch for danger, the fact they are very intelligent, and can solve problems. They can be taught to speak like parrots. My husband doesn't like them because they will go down a row of peas or corn coming up and attempt to eat the seed that has come through the ground leaving the farmer without a plant in that spot. In cryptic they can mean good luck or bad or are being an omen to the person. Thanks for dropping by. Sara