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Flax Field In Alberta

FLAX    FIELD    IN    ALBERTA



Suddenly  out of the blue we come by
A lazuline flax field under the cloudless  indigo sky,
Filled to overflowing with  perfume dry.
In the steady warm air, the smell of  linens 
And the small delicate petals’  nutty  fragrance.


As the breeze  pushes lazy waves into motion
In a summer Alpine lake azure , we are on  
A magic carpet afloat, a billowing pale blue blanket upon
A waist-deep ocean:  each  blue bloom a tiny sapphire.
We want to dive and swim in this ultramarine cloud entire.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/14/2011 7:02:00 PM
I love the way you compare the billowing Alpine Lake to a magic carpet ride. Never saw a flax field, Syd, but it sounds very fragrant! There's a very serene quality to this poem, dear. Hope you enjoyed your Valentine's Day. Love, Carolyn
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