The Sowing

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The Sowing

Upon the wind sheltered hillside,
the sharp tang of metal and the sting of salt air lay
over a field of blood-red poppies, no Flanders Field.

At years fall, fields of rape roll like waves,
in the harshness of winter-sleet, stray boulders bow,
like the backs of mothers, and daughters sowing.
Their nails torn, ragged, and bleeding.
They bleed by the moon, and son, upon the fields.
No white crosses mark their passing.

For hundreds of years, and crops of rape, barley and wheat,
small hands, soft hands, and soft thighs bleed.
They bleed daughters, and sons.
They birth the fields by consent or rape and in the fields 
unadorned by silver stars or purple hearts, they writhe.

Today, as May's sun wakes the blood blasted pasture,
each precious drop blooms, a heroines soul
acknowledgement, the poppies yield.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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  1. Date: 6/6/2016 7:48:00 AM
    Wow. We reap what we sow, but more often we reap, what others sow.

  1. Date: 3/17/2016 8:22:00 AM
    very moving

  1. Date: 3/11/2016 2:31:00 PM
    Very moving

  1. Date: 1/23/2016 5:21:00 PM
    Heartfelt, moving work here! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

    Guzzi Avatar Debbie Guzzi
    Date: 1/23/2016 6:29:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you Matthew how have you been?
  1. Date: 12/29/2015 7:11:00 AM
    This amazing read has been voted 3rd on the all time greatest list of Poetry Soup Poems. How wise we poets are. I trust that Christmas was wonderful and may the New Year be just as great. How was Europe? I've got an e-mail for you when you are ready.

    Guzzi Avatar Debbie Guzzi
    Date: 12/29/2015 7:36:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thanks Scott, this poem is in my new book The Hurricane available through me or Prolific Press. Please send the email dear.
  1. Date: 11/22/2015 10:35:00 PM
    History brought to life through poetry, great!

  1. Date: 10/25/2015 5:32:00 PM
    wow! nicely written. i love free verse because of the freedom words can take you.

  1. Date: 10/24/2015 9:05:00 AM
    Truly a writeup which displays your outstanding talent.

  1. Date: 9/23/2015 5:35:00 PM
    so much bloom and blood I read your boom boom

  1. Date: 6/11/2015 1:48:00 AM
    you are an intelligent writer .your way of writing, imagery, profound insight all are reflecting in your poem.impressive

  1. Date: 4/25/2015 12:43:00 AM
    Very great and impressive

  1. Date: 4/14/2015 6:36:00 PM
    I absolutely love your writing! It's so amazing and always beautiful! I cannot wait to read more of your poems in the future!!! <3 Tash

  1. Date: 4/9/2015 5:22:00 AM
    Good morning Debbie, I found this poem of yours by accident. I'm glad I did. Very clever. Very creative. Great language development and story. It touches the soul. Great job. Clearly a 7 rating. Have a wonderful day. Take care. Earl

  1. Date: 2/24/2015 10:30:00 AM
    I like the play on words and the intensity of this piece. I can see why it is top three all time!

  1. Date: 1/14/2015 3:40:00 PM
    Excellent use of metaphors and excellent poem. I see why it is on the all time best list. Great job!

  1. Date: 1/2/2015 4:51:00 PM
    Having read several poems on this site, yours is the only decent one so far. So compared to the others, I have to give you a 7.

  1. Date: 10/1/2014 7:44:00 AM
    You've sowed a renewed awakening in me with this one. Brought me out of a slump. Giving this a slid 7.... "At years fall, fields of rape roll like waves, in the harshness of winter-sleet, stray boulders bow, like the backs of mothers, and daughters sowing. Their nails torn, ragged, and bleeding. They bleed by the moon, and son, upon the fields. No white crosses mark their passing." Genius.....

  1. Date: 9/23/2014 3:20:00 PM
    This is such a beautiful poem. I wonder if people know when you love a poem it is a good idea to fav it so you have it in your list and you can easily access it for another read. The fav link is just above the poem it says +Fav Poem and you just left click it.

  1. Date: 9/19/2014 1:02:00 PM
    Positive construction is showing with negative words, beautifully done, my lovely friend. Happy Birth Day to you too. Cheers with lovely smile. Loved always,bl

  1. Date: 8/12/2014 3:49:00 PM
    A different kind of sowing, indeed! And beautiful use of metaphor in ways that few would think of. I appreciated this very much, Debbie, and also hope that it will serve as a reminder to visit your pages more often! Thanks for peeking at mine.

    Guzzi Avatar Debbie Guzzi
    Date: 8/12/2014 4:07:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you Robert you are a very skilled writer!
  1. Date: 6/19/2014 12:47:00 AM
    Writing sweetly a sad and hop filled poem, thanks for this one

  1. Date: 4/2/2014 1:27:00 PM
    very moving about women and war. Terrific insight and sadness. Beautifully done

  1. Date: 2/15/2014 11:29:00 AM
    An outstanding write, Debs!! I agree with Vince,, truly an honour to the poetical voice by the amazing you.:) Keep well, and hugs to Smokey! Love, Mikki.

  1. Date: 2/14/2014 1:28:00 PM
    Love it.!!

  1. Date: 2/14/2014 9:55:00 AM
    Almost forgot what it was to read poetry, so I stopped by to read a few of the best. God Bless.

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