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Under Your Fields

Elaborate me through your fields 
Thorny planks of melting teals 
Grey as a thunder under blue 
Dry me upon the full moons 
Quench me at the brink fulls 
Then cast me down again 
Crawly I move reaching you 
Throughly I hinder your muse 
Reinvoke your coats under pink 
Recall every gesture of my drink 
And I drink again 
Every step I take alone 
I witness your tear 
At every prone I fade 
At every whim I struggle to retake 
Pitting me by whole at the stake 
And I recall my every whim 
By glows and sparks when I deem 
A reform of a new position feather fall 
Every crunch of bittersweet bugly hole 
Every fiend by their maze they growl 
Stealing stones by their bridge from every troll 
I reinvoke your gust under my cloud 
Beds of justice as spikey as a spark 
Tens of justice as a tinder stark 
Pens of clumsiness 
Darey dears of a mandate 
Neary flows a drop so sweet 
Feary tons of tonal just 
Dreary dear at my side 
So the pink fumes a new side 
I flow to form at the opposite fight 
I glow to source to recompensing light 
To reuse by your drops 
With the infinite crops

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 4/18/2025 11:34:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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Date: 5/23/2017 1:42:00 AM
Wonderful Free Verse that can also be under the category of Rhyme, both are good :) You use your descriptions well, with good imagery. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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Date: 5/22/2017 3:40:00 PM
Beautifully done..well come to poetry soup. looking forward to read your next poems.
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