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| Wheat Field with Rising Sun, Vincent Van Gogh, 1889 |
The field is full of dreams
Some of which are left unseen
The sky may never sigh
The ground is really round
Many thoughts abound
So many details
What story does this really tell ?
Could this life be an illusion
A dream and we participate
Just images we paint
We label and describe
Do we drink in our senses
walk around unnoticed
As the hills howl
the sun scorches
the wind blows
Do I dare use my nose
And partake of this beautiful rose ?
Happy 4th to all .
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.
11 comments:
it is an amazing painting - so inspiring. Love your response!
field of dreams are awesome to have,
amazing imagery.
love your magpie.
cute!
Sometimes life does have that dreamy illusion to it. Me? I'd take a huuuuge sniff....!!
I like it. Dreams grow well in a warm climate.
wonderful use of colour! What a nice place to just be in and dream
Grammy--
Wow! You used a rhyme scheme. (I so rarely try that!)
Grammy.... here I am after quite some time.. had been through some difficult times.. but then moving on.. and what nbeautiful question you have asked here.. but then why think,, partake the rose.. wow.. Thanks for the delight Grammy.. see if you could visit my page..
I tried a rhyme too its hard! Awesomely done =)
Rhyme has always been difficult for me - great that you use it.
Very nice rhyme pattern. Well done.
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