Field Poems - Poems about Field

~ experience the life cycle - through hope, ...Read the rest...

In a field of bitter thoughts, where sunrises drown in shadows of silence, We are often surrounded by faces sculpted from the clay of boredom, Heavy heads like potatoes forgotten in the barren soil of banality, Perched on...Read the rest...

~ A field overlooking an arbor of jasmine where butterflies play midst the fragrance of love Bluebonnets smile as they hide from the clover that bask in the sun from the heavens above Blissful, we stroll down a pathway concerto as melodies...Read the rest...

I once saw Cupid poop behind a tree in a field. And, boy, was I surprised by the amount of his yield. And when he was done, I saw him strapped his quiver of arrows back on and fly...Read the rest...

There are two contrasting things I see Amazingly convey grace and beauty That is the blue sea and the field of greens These are two opposite mix feeling for me The blue sea feels me danger but is necessary For...Read the rest...

The field is so red Looks like a flood of thick blood Lovely red roses....Read the rest...

Behold the brave ten thousand men When called to war they rushed right in Leaving both hearth and home behind Unaware of what they might find In fertile fields their foes had nested Strong as steel and battle tested Eyes afire...Read the rest...

Gaze upon an open field, recalling days of great toil It’s bounty. Then yields Looking upon my aging hands. Memories of lessons carved a boy to a man Mistakes, there were many. Regrets, just a few. I leave behind...Read the rest...

From a lonely country road riding a bicycle, I saw at a distance a young couple in traditional dress in the golden sunlight of the evening crossing the wide brown winter paddy field; they might be returning home. The beauty of the sight in...Read the rest...

Burnt-out believers, They have dwelt too long by shallow rivers, Troubled Christians, They see the night interplay with the light, Hopeful warriors, They still perceive the holy fragrance. December 17, 2024. ...Read the rest...

It was Indian summer 1985 Fbi Alan King arrived we sat sipping lemonade as i prepared lunch for my two girl pregnant with my third child hoping for a boy this time laughing on the...Read the rest...

The field of forgiveness lies ripe and golden, But my sickle has been broken By the durity of time And its unrelenting chime Marking each kilometer Until, at last, golden harvest is threshed by the Reaper....Read the rest...

The field of forgiveness accepts seeds of regret to merge with seeds of hurt hoping to bloom new starts The pain of wrongs that stab heals with the words "I'm sorry" The angst felt by offenders grows calm with "you're forgiven" So...Read the rest...

Written: December 04, 2024, For Contest, Sponsored by: Ink Empress ________________________________ A grimacing goon in a destructive drug-driven delirium  faces...Read the rest...

The badger entering the underground labyrinth it is impossible to discover the stars at night In the drowsy dark caves of the mind ...Read the rest...