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Into the Weeds

Young girls’ bright eyes widened Behold our wild wheat field Playground for imaginative innocents Gracefully swaying amber stalks Feathered with grain centers Ostrich plumes reaching for azure sky Such was the ideal venue For hide-and-go-seek Catch of a summer’s day Plans dashed through my mind When I grow up, I want to live here Right here in this sun-kissed field Thatched weeds can be my roof Rain will not seep through As I play host to God’s creatures I’d want for naught Grain could sustain me While windswept shadows dispelled heat Two decades passed swiftly Before my eager return To revisit youth's field of memories Stinging sadness overcame me As I stared at an empty mall That had replaced our weeds But I will always remember Gracefully swaying, bowing stalks With grain centers that shot up like ostrich plumes Casting shadows on little girls’ faces And lives
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
February 25, 2012 at 7:03 AM
Congratulations on your win in P.D's "Free Verse~Poem" contest Carolyn. Love, Carol"
Sweetheart Avatar
February 24, 2012 at 8:54 PM
congrats Carolyn on a wonderful write and win.. amazing lines of intensity luv..
Pettit Avatar
February 15, 2011 at 7:40 PM
What a sweet write this is! This I like very much.
Cwiak Avatar
July 9, 2010 at 10:25 PM
What a beautiful memory for you! This is truly my type of nostalgic write. I can see the wheatfields now, swaying with that gentle breeze. Keep it up!! Dan C
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July 9, 2010 at 4:39 PM
'What is there about a bulldozer that doesn't like a meadow'...Mercy me, Carolyn...great lines! All those wonderful places from my childhood are gone now too, but isn't it amazing how vivid these images remain in our minds? - Tim
Hardwick Avatar
July 9, 2010 at 2:37 PM
What a lovely peom. Your words have brought back to life that meadow to live for ever now.
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July 9, 2010 at 7:06 AM
This is beautiful as always, Carolyn. Your poetic skills are unsurpassed. By the way, I am going to try to start commenting again. I have just been too weepy these past three months (on and off)…commenting became difficult. (No more excuses) I do enjoy reading your wonderful poetry and I appreciate your strengths. Thanks for understanding. God be with you and keep up the excellent writing. Lovingly, Dane Ann
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July 8, 2010 at 6:53 AM
Carolyn, I absolutely LOVED this poem. Very creative. Very descriptive. A joy to read. My contest had many wonderful entries, but this poem clearly stood out above the rest. Thank you so much for entering it and giving me the honor to enjoy your talent. Joe
Brown Avatar
July 8, 2010 at 6:52 AM
Congratulations Carolyn on your win in Joe Flach's contest "A Poem That Doesn't Rhyme". Love, Carol
Amah Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 5:45 PM
... simply, a well-deserved win ... Caro-lyn, congras!!! Canny
Mitchell Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 4:15 PM
I had a special place like that, when I was a kid. Thank you for making me recall a pleasant time: )....Congratulations on your win!
Freeman Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 1:04 PM
A big congratulations on your ace, Carolyn. Way to go. An excellent presentation. Agape, Moses
Adeite Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 11:43 AM
Congrats on your well deserved win in Joe’s contest. your write was great! May you have many more wins as you keep your passionate pen alive… Please keep writing great poems, and enjoy this honor. Love, Adeleke
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July 7, 2010 at 11:14 AM
Carolyn, super congratulations on your first place win. Very well deserved ~ Sharon :)
Haick Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 11:12 AM
My warmest congratulations, Carolyn! This Ist Place Win is not only terrific but worthy of Ist Place! Goes to my list of favs. today! Love it. Love you! Audrey
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July 7, 2010 at 11:11 AM
A beautiful poem, Carolyn. So funny that you and I had similar themes....different, yet much the same feelings of losing a part of our childhood where our memories still linger on. Congratulations on your 1st place! Love, Carrie
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July 7, 2010 at 10:22 AM
I really loved this when I first read it, and I see how it got first place. Congratulations, Carolyn! LUv, Andrea
Roberts Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 9:07 AM
wonderful, loved it, Congrats on your win, from one moon child to another
Johnson Avatar
July 7, 2010 at 8:30 AM
Congratulations Carolyn on the wonderful, nostalgic poem. It doesn't need rhyme to entrance. Great choice. Love, Joyce
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July 6, 2010 at 6:01 AM
i sure wish i had a childhood as great as yours. there are so many things you can create as a child with your imagination and dreams, even now if you keep it with you. ~Always&Forever Lynette
Brown Avatar
July 4, 2010 at 9:32 PM
This is an intriguing read. Nice piece penned!
Lee Avatar
July 4, 2010 at 4:41 PM
Great poem, Catherine! I love how there's a stillness to the poem, yet with all the emotions coming through. Thanks for stopping by to comment on my poems :) -Grace
Fraser Avatar
July 4, 2010 at 2:54 PM
I can tell you really enjoyed Miss Anna's kitchen as you grew up. Best of luck in Joe's contest >> James
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July 4, 2010 at 1:50 PM
What a fantastic write my dear friend ! Long lost are our pretty dreams...then along comes the competent poet, dreamer of all dreams ! TY dear Carolyn for your lovely insight and, prolonging memories some of us let slip ! *smiles* Have a great 4th ! james
Haick Avatar
July 4, 2010 at 12:50 PM
Oh, I love this, dear Carolyn! Awesome imagery, and a joy to read. Isn't it a blessing to remember those special moments in our past that have been erased by modern day machines? Beautiful! Goes to my favs. today! God bless and a Happy July 4th to you! Much love to you, always, my real friend, Audrey
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