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.