Fields of Gold

Fields of Gold

Golden fields of wheat
blowing in summer breeze
Reminiscent of her
wayward, flaxen hair
The color of the sun
and bees’ honey
Her hands would pull
it back and tie
with a satin ribbon
Her eyes blue like the sky
and freckled sun-kissed face
The picture of summer
A time of growth
and abundance
Until the wheat harvest
and fields lay bare
Fall would come
and take her with
the warmth
Leaving an emptiness
Cold and bare
A time to mourn
her absence
but she would return
She always did
When the days
grew long again
and the 
wheat would wave
once more

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace at D’Verse Poets has a guest tonight,
Rosemarie Gonzales from A Reading Writer.
She shared some beautiful Pablo Neruda
poetry with us and prompted us with the
word “Wheat”

Photo by Warren Wong on Unsplash

  51 comments for “Fields of Gold

  1. August 27, 2020 at 2:18 pm

    I feel the personal touch but also the image of the season of summer itself in this poem…

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 8:33 pm

      Thank you so much ☺️

  2. August 27, 2020 at 10:56 am

    Loving the descriptive details here of the young woman and the wheat fields….her passing and the harvest leaving the empty fields. The sense of renewal at the end of the poem that she would come again, just as the newly planted wheat would rise again.
    The illustration you use reminds me so much of a favorite painting of mine by Andrew Wyeth: Christina’s World. Google it and you’ll see why I find this so similar. I do love the image!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 11:23 am

      Oh I know that painting so well Lillian and I almost used it! ☺️
      Thank you for your kind words about the poem. 🥰

  3. August 26, 2020 at 6:39 pm

    I really loved this, Christine Exquisite!!!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 26, 2020 at 8:35 pm

      You are too kind my dear 🥰❤️

      • August 27, 2020 at 3:46 pm

        Just sharing honest and uplifting praise, My Dear!! This was really great to read. A beautiful and masterful word painting that could only have been made better by having you read it in an audio so we could close our eyes and visualize your words in our own mental picture!! Ohh, can you do that??? Can I tempt you? I know all your followers would vote with me for you to do it??? Please???

      • Christine Bolton
        August 27, 2020 at 8:35 pm

        Oh you are sweet! I hadn’t thought of it, but I should try it sometime. I guess its available through WP, yes? ☺️💕

      • September 3, 2020 at 12:39 pm

        Not so sure about the Sweet part? LOL! Yes, it is available, but I think it may not be if your blog is a free one. You can check with them to check on availability for the plan you are on. I sure hope you can include audio – It will make your poems absolutely – PERFECT!!!

      • Christine Bolton
        September 3, 2020 at 9:34 pm

        I don’t have a free blog so I think I can. I’ve seen other people do it and it’s nice to hear them. I promise I’ll look into it ☺️👍💕

      • September 4, 2020 at 2:38 pm

        Thanks so much for checking on recording and be so anxious and willing to record!! LOL 🤣🤣

      • Christine Bolton
        September 4, 2020 at 2:58 pm


  4. August 26, 2020 at 11:17 am

    Beautiful poem Christine. Sounds like the story of a mother sending her daughter off to college in the fall after the wheat is harvested and fields are bare, only to return in spring…

    • Christine Bolton
      August 26, 2020 at 9:33 pm

      Thank you Dwight. I hadn’t thought of it that way, but you are right! That’s a lovely thought ☺️

      • August 26, 2020 at 9:50 pm

        Your are welcome!

  5. August 26, 2020 at 8:23 am

    oh this is so heartfelt. i love the hair and the wheat comparison and the rebirth, the season for harvest. love you take on this.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 26, 2020 at 9:31 pm

      Thank you so much. I really appreciate your words ☺️

      • August 30, 2020 at 3:04 am

        you’re welcome!

  6. August 26, 2020 at 6:29 am

    This is beautiful and quite dreamy too

    • Christine Bolton
      August 26, 2020 at 9:30 pm

      Thank you my friend ☺️

  7. August 26, 2020 at 3:33 am

    Such a gentle, sun-kissed opening, Christine, and I enjoyed the transition from summer through autumn to the ‘emptiness / Cold and bare’, with that lovely wheat wave of hope at the end.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 26, 2020 at 9:30 pm

      Thank you so much Kim. Who knew wheat could be so inspiring? ☺️

  8. August 26, 2020 at 2:08 am

    A beautiful poem written with much love for its subject.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 26, 2020 at 9:30 pm

      Thank you Ingrid ☺️

  9. August 25, 2020 at 11:18 pm

    this poem gives me a sense of warmth and abundance … and that describes you well, so it must be you!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 11:56 pm

      Oh you’re so sweet Kate 🥰 I am a child of summer and dislike cold weather! Hope you’re well my friend.

      • August 26, 2020 at 12:22 am

        am thanks … I also prefer the warm to the cold, why I live in a more temperate climate!

      • Christine Bolton
        August 26, 2020 at 9:29 pm

        Me too! ☺️

  10. August 25, 2020 at 10:03 pm

    I like the seasonal changes, from summer to fall. Nature’s cycle make me appreciate the beauty of each season.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 10:31 pm

      Thank you Grace 🙂

  11. August 25, 2020 at 9:23 pm

    Awww, lovely piece, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 9:53 pm

      Thank you so much Eugenia. You are so kind ☺️💕

      • August 26, 2020 at 10:37 am

        You’re welcome!

  12. August 25, 2020 at 9:02 pm

    Beautifully penned poem Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 9:16 pm

      Thanks dear Sadje 🥰 I appreciate it so much.

      • August 25, 2020 at 9:27 pm

        You’re always welcome my friend

      • Christine Bolton
        August 25, 2020 at 9:49 pm


  13. August 25, 2020 at 8:30 pm

    She has a lovely presence and an acute absence. Nicely done, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 9:12 pm

      Thanks Lisa. I appreciate it ☺️

  14. sanaarizvi
    August 25, 2020 at 7:46 pm

    Sigh …. this is absolutely mesmerizing 💝💝

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 9:13 pm

      Oh you’re so sweet! 🥰 Thank you so much.

      • sanaarizvi
        August 28, 2020 at 12:15 pm

        You’re most welcome! 🙂

  15. August 25, 2020 at 6:55 pm

    This is so beautifully written, but very solemn in some parts. There’s the balance between a light and dark tone, which ends on a hopeful note. Well done! Some of the lines are reminiscent to Neruda’s tone too. Fantastic take on the prompt. ❤️❤️

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 7:31 pm

      Aww you’re so sweet Lucy. Thank you. I always hate the end of summer so perhaps I was digging deep.
      I loved the way Neruda wrote about love and nature and combined them both so beautifully.

  16. Beverly Crawford
    August 25, 2020 at 6:35 pm

    I wondered if this were your daughter you described with such love. Whether or not, it i a beautiful read. You’ve made her come alive.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 7:32 pm

      Thanks Beverly. I think it was me. Summer is my most favorite time of year and I feel a sense of loss when Fall comes 😢

  17. August 25, 2020 at 6:19 pm

    Your Wheat was very Sweet.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 7:36 pm

      Thanks so much Jim! ☺️

  18. August 25, 2020 at 6:04 pm

    You have intrigued me with this song of the golden-haired child, whose beauty and bearing both compliment and outshine the sea of golden wheat.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 25, 2020 at 7:38 pm

      Thanks Glenn! 🙂 A summer child who comes to life with the sunshine and shrinks away in the fall.

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