Lost In the Cornfield

Inspired by Sunshine Smile’s “Escape From Reality.”
And also Caren Krutsinger who plays with imagination.

LOST IN THE CORNFIELD

Why
do I
wanna
get lost
in the cornfield

At
first because
it is new
and exciting,
not knowing
what
to expect

Later
they are filled up
with fog,
and monsters

My husband
has no interest 
in playing the game

I want to take
the teen
and little guy
into the fray

A sideline:
while on the haywagon
at the back
of the field
some thing lobbed
a corncob
at the driver

We head out,
i glance back,
like a teen, pink with excitement.
missed out.

Probably
not all that…

But that is my adult voice
speaking up ~
Shhhhhhhh

11/2/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Kidd Avatar
November 12, 2020 at 10:21 AM
Many of us live in that cornfield. Mysterious, somewhat dangerous. I recall the Twilight Zone episode when the boy sent people to the cornfield that he didn't like. I wonder who else might be there.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 12, 2020 at 1:41 PM
Yes, it is! Great show...really got under your skin.
Wolf Avatar
November 3, 2020 at 1:53 PM
'Lost in the Cornfield' sounds really, really good to me right now, hunkering down here in Chicago. ~ Imagination and Machinations, Gershon
Rodrigues Avatar
November 3, 2020 at 2:44 PM
Be safe!
Krutsinger Avatar
November 3, 2020 at 4:23 AM
Were you the lobber of the corncob then my friend? I cannot picture you doing it, and yet again, you were reliving youth.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 3, 2020 at 5:02 AM
LOL...not a mean person :)
Buhagiar Avatar
November 3, 2020 at 2:37 AM
There is always a child in us. Most of the time we restrain ourselves. On occasions we fly high. There's fun in this poem. ~~
Rodrigues Avatar
November 3, 2020 at 5:03 AM
Thank you, Victor! :)
Watt Avatar
November 2, 2020 at 3:04 PM
The line between adult and child-at-heart is very fine some days. It appears you balance the two well. Nice write!
Rodrigues Avatar
November 2, 2020 at 5:59 PM
Thanks!
One Avatar
November 2, 2020 at 7:03 AM
Nothing wrong with being young again... be careful not to venture too much into the cornfield, you may get lost... do you know the song, fields of gold, I love it...
Rodrigues Avatar
November 2, 2020 at 7:48 AM
I’ll check it out!
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