This field of dreams lies barren but for the dandelions that thrive Patchy grass and dry dirt ensure trespassers will not tread the fallow soil For now it rests uncultivated and the weeds teach resilience Needing little care to show their beauty The color of sunshine they lie en masse A carpet of yellow, brightening a landscape devoid of visual beauty Flourishing without attention Tough and hardy Beauty in its persistence and perseverance When ready, this land will again be sown with hope and aspirations Its strength in its dormant roots that lie still, waiting, refusing to die
Lillian is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse tonight Mish hosted D'Verse Poetics on Tuesday and featured art by Vika Muse. An artist from Ukraine. She wanted us to choose one of her works to inspire a poem. I chose this beautiful one of dandelions. I was too late for Tuesday's prompt so am sharing tonight on OLN. This is Vika's description of her painting: "“Stop War” (“The Dandelion Field’) This artwork was finished on the day before the war started. It was my last peaceful day. The last day of my perfect life." I hope my poem has captured her county's plight You can see more of Vika's work on her Instagram or here.
I love this poem. It’s a great poem.
Thank you ☺️
You are welcome, Christine.
I love the poignancy with which this poem is penned 😀 Gorgeous work done, Christine! ❤️❤️
That is so kind Sanaa. Thank you! ☺️❤️
I so love the spare gorgeousness of this, the resilient glory.
Thank you Brendan. Much appreciated ☺️
Beautiful, Christine: such is the enduring spirit of hope!
Thank you Ingrid. I am so inspired by the resilience of the Ukrainian people. It is incredible ☺️
What a wonderful poem and so appropriate on Good Friday to read. Love the painting as well. Lynn xx
Thank you Lynn. Yes, I thought the art was beautiful. Happy Easter to you and your family ☺️💕
The same to you Christine. 😘
A very good poem of hope and resilience!
Thanks Dwight. I really appreciate it ☺️💕
You are welcome!
A message of hope Christine.
Thanks Sadje. Yes, for some, that’s all they have left 😢
Very true my friend
The last line really made me think of the determined, Ukranian spirit. Well written! 👏👏
Aww thanks Tricia ☺️💕
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Every pain gives strength . Barren lands can also bore fruit if these recognize their strength ❤
Yes indeed ☺️
The last 4 lines of this…..YES!
Thank you Lillian. Yes! ☺️💕
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