Field of Blue Flowers
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
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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