Haystacks and Imaginary Things

Flying carefree on the breeze Colored leaves full of sun Glint joyously as they twirl Like pages falling From my book of life Celebrating- Reminding me of when I was young Carefree, just a wisp Treading barefoot Along gravelly roads When days were long And I - all alone Would leap off haystacks Just me –and the wind Blue skies, clouds And imaginary things Until sunset beckoned It is time- you must go home. © Brenda V Northeast 2010 rewrite- 24th Jan 2012

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Terry L. Allen

Date: 4/11/2012 12:02:00 AM

This puts me in mind of my days on the farm as a child. Nice write nice read.

Karen Deeks

Date: 2/5/2012 9:56:00 AM

I love all about this. The title really made me smile. This reminds me of life before bills and the nominal things. When fun and just leaping with free will was the best. Your writes are just a breath of fresh air, thank you Karen

Brenda Victoria Northeast
Date: 2/7/2012 5:18:00 AM

Thank you Karen, Your a blessings, bren : )

Lizanne Scholtz

Date: 1/25/2012 3:06:00 PM

Beautiful poem Brenda. Elizabeth

Brenda Victoria Northeast
Date: 1/25/2012 4:51:00 PM

Thank you Elizabeth : )

Lisa Cooper

Date: 1/25/2012 3:54:00 AM

great write, thank you for your kind comment!

Brenda Victoria Northeast
Date: 1/25/2012 4:44:00 AM

Thank you Lisa : )

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/24/2012 11:13:00 PM

YES, I have written about those wonderful days on the country lanes too!! Were you a farm girl? I only lived on my grandpa's farm for a few years till my mom remarried. I enjoyed this!

Brenda Victoria Northeast
Date: 1/24/2012 11:44:00 PM

No I was never on a farm- just visited them- some I snuck in to play on the haystacks : ) I would walk for miles on my own when I was young- I didn't have mum then only a grandma who didn't know where I was.

Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 1/24/2012 5:49:00 PM

tis a beauty, Brenda.... brought me right there with you .... but I'm sure you didn't see me but I was there only it was in the barn... jumping from the loft.Nostalgic, peaceful and full of keleidoscopic imagery. Thank you for your commentI do appreciate it

Brenda Victoria Northeast
Date: 1/24/2012 11:42:00 PM

Thank you Robert- you must have been one of my imaginary friends : )Thank you for your kind comments, Bren

Milton Toran

Date: 1/24/2012 2:11:00 PM

Reminds me of when I was a kid on the farm! Lots of fun!....Milt

Brenda Victoria Northeast
Date: 1/24/2012 2:41:00 PM

Yes I loved haystacks except the rats hehe : ) Thank you for your visits and kind words, Bren