Monday, 19 March 2012

Field of green

by Shanyn Silinski 

you are my field of green
as i sit on my old rusty truck
cradling my coffee cup as
yellow sun rises slowly over the hill 


i hear your song as the wind
lifts my hair, brushing it with wheat and corn 
leaves in the burrow, frazzled brown,  
peer at my weathered cowboy boots     


silk and tassel wave in the breeze,
harvest crop, like warm fresh bread, 
fills my nostrils and tingles pale cheeks    


as i drive back to the city lanes,  
your pungent soil clings to my knees, 
your lush blades feather my face,
your dew moistening my dry lips


in my belly,  your seeds splay and swell,
bursting of spring, i feel abundance,
a field of green, framing the prairie sky*     




Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads :   Photography by Shanyn Silinski * who blogs at Sunflower Shan and Mystic Mom.
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My one year blog anniversary is coming up in less than a month. If you have any writing requests (inspired by a song or picture) for me, please feel free to comment in my posts, and I will try my best to write it.   Thank you for your support and encouragement.  

59 comments:

  1. a little different from your usual topics and style...i love this one..try more of this style..you are really good!

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    1. Thank you for the encouragement. I do write other topics and try my hand in other forms - check my other blog.

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  2. Beautifully done. I agree, I like your use of this style. The last stanza is perfect.
    K

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  3. This is a wonderful poem full of evocative imagery. The description of the fertile fields merging with the fecundity of motherhood is beautifully carried through.

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    1. My focus was on the field in the photograph so the theme of mother earth crept up as well. Thank you.

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  4. I agree, the image of new growth in both fields and the woman, is both scintillating and beautifully written and goes so well with Shanyn's photograph.
    Lovely writing Grace.

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    1. Thanks Bren for the lovely words.

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  5. Beautifully written. There is a sense of wonder here, mother nature, and mother to be.

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  6. wonderful poem and strangely enough, it matches the picture at RT too.i loved the last stanza most.

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    1. Serendipity...he..he..Thanks Abin.

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  7. nice...love the feel of the picture you paint...the field...nice intimacy this rolls into as well...spring, new life...that time is upon us....

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    1. Yes, spring is here at last ~ Thank you Brian.

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  8. lifts my hair, brushing it with wheat and corn

    Beautifully done! I agree with all above.

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  9. pretty! take care of what you are growing over there.

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  10. wonderful nature poem; fits well with the photo.

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  11. You sprung new life in more ways than one. Very nicely done, as both do kind of go hand and hand with springs re-birth.

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  12. Beautiful poem of spring...I like the how the truck is framed as decay and the earth/grass/seeds rebirth

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  13. This makes me think of "chill-axing"...

    i hear your song as the wind
    lifts my hair, brushing it with wheat and corn
    leaves in the burrow, frazzled brown,
    peer at my weathered cowboy boots

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  14. There is so much to like about this poem, your images (love 'silk and tassel' are so evocative of the earth, farming and growing...and weaving it in with being a woman. Wow! So wonderful...what a great poem for this photo.

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    1. Thank you for the wonderful pictures...you are very talented ~

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  15. This is a really beautiful poem.......love the "harvest crop like warm fresh bread", the cowboy boots, the drive back to the city, reflecting.......congrats on your one year anniversary! Yay!

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  16. "i hear your song as the wind
    lifts my hair, brushing it with wheat and corn "

    lovely... lovely... lovely...

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  17. This represents new growth for you as a poet...and apparently otherwise as well! Very nice.

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  18. I love this line: "lifts my hair, brushing it with wheat and corn"

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  19. you know green is my colour

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  20. Sexy, sweet and seductive, this one!

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  21. I love the pace in this - and the imagery really draws us into the poem. Particularly enjoyed the way you have woven the senses and themes together.

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  22. i love to draw out a scene, take it piece by piece and explore all the alleyways and backroads. this is laid out at just my pace.

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  23. awesome imagery u have created with those words !!

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  24. A lush write with wonderous mind visuals.....

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  25. If I had taken that photo I would be so very well pleased with your poem to describe it. What a beautiful tribute to the image. What a beautiful tribute to spring.

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  26. Great way to illustrate the photo, a very sensual write. Loved it!

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  27. I especially love the last verse. Wonderful poem!

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  28. Wonderful sense of awe and wonder in the poem--lovely, lovely write!

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  29. the seeds stay with us...even if we're back in the concrete jungle..yep...can feel the spring breeze in this...and much liked the fresh baked bread and the cowboy boots..sigh....

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  30. Fertile and Lush! Reminds me of one I wrote:

    We love for so long
    that my fingers wrinkle
    Your seed swims
    in the pool of my navel

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    1. Very nice sensual image ~ Thanks ~

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  31. Ahhh! Lust of the senses. So clean, so pure, so real, the awareness of right now who I am, what I feel: In an open field, or at the corner of Fifth and Vine. I REALLY like!

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  32. Now this is beautifully rendered!
    The essence of life, sown, vibrant, nostalgic....magical :)
    Just stunning, all of this moved me :)

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  33. Feel like I'm starring over the flatlands, sitting on that hood, just waiting to own the world. I am suddenly awake, aware, an invigorating pen!

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  34. wonderfully slow, as if holding on as long as possible

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  35. Very impressive First year Grace.
    As I knew you would....
    Fantastic talent you are...G

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  36. ...inspired by a song or a picture. I will give it some thought! :)

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  37. This was beautiful and a joy to read. Wonderfully written.

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  38. Reminds of Kansas, well not my experience as compared to yours, clearly not as romantic, but you captured the essense and beauty of my memories living there in younger years. Excellent write.

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  39. i really enjoyed this poem, Heaven. i used to live in Iowa amidst many a corn field.

    congratulations on being voted the Queen of The Haiku Challenge at Few Miles!

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  40. Such evocative choice of language. Spring has certainly sprung in this wonderful tribute to renewel and new life. I enjoyed it immensely. It successfully countered my natural pessimism. Thanks! Great image too.

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  41. This is a wonderful narrative of intimacy. Such grace and flow--the underlying idea carried through very artfully right to the end. Nice job.

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  42. Beautifully done...I'm feeling Spring here at the moment..great capture!

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  43. Amazing!So much great imagery, the memories of the day carrying you~
    Just gorgeous and so beautiful~ I have to read it again ;D

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  44. This has so much intimacy in and between the lines. These moments bring to life the spirit of love that springs eternal all year. I love the sensuous sound and image of the picture that you paint for us here.

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  45. Really nice use of imagery here, very vivid, really love it and the tone throughout. Great job. Early congrats on the anniversary :)

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