Fields of Gold

Posted byChristine BoltonPosted inBlog, Flash Fiction, Loss, LoveTags:, , , , , 
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 face sun-kissed with freckles
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 haunting absence
but she would return
She always did
When the days
grew long again
and the 
wheat would wave
once more


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Merril is hosting Poetics at D'Verse tonight and had prompted us with Harvest and/or Haunted for our poem tonight.

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

27 thoughts on “Fields of Gold”

  3. What a stunning shift from ‘golden fields of wheat / blowing in summer breeze’ to bare fields and cold emptiness but, thankfully, ending with hope in wheat waving once more. A beautiful, natural cycle, Christine.

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  7. Wow! I so loved this! It was awesome in the evoking of emotions and imagery! Loved the journey from now to the letting go and end of Autumn, but the understanding and hope of the season returning and looking forward to the season coming in the future!!! I Love Autumn!! Thanks for making the experience more impactful and lovely!
    Chuck
    😊😁💕🌹

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    1. Thanks Lisa. It’s almost like an old story or legend of a mystery woman that comes every summer and frolicks through the wheat fields only to disappear after harvest until the next summer ☺️

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  12. I feel like I opened a scroll of wisdom & beauty. This reminds me of the Ukrainian flag where it’s supposed to resemble a golden field & sunny sky. Also, of a little girl galloping in the fields with the wind flying in her golden locks where she is free from any worries. It truly is mesmerising! I love your masterpiece! Have a great day ahead! BBB

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