Poetry and such like.
I love that thought, that image of love making between daylight and dirt .. between birth and death .. happy 4th!!!!
will you run for president?
"...between the daylight and the dirt."So short, and yet so sweet. HITHDYDI? Every single day?Sometimes I don't like you very much! ;)
oh yes. you made me smile.
A gem of a poem worthy of VG's masterpiece.
I can't disagree with anything in your poem - only to add the book of verse and a glass of wine with thou
…’make love between the daylight and the dirt..’..how alluringly nailed…Thanks for the poem.~Kelvin
short, but passionately naughty. love it.
Sigh. So beautiful.
Rolling in the hay literally speaking without any qualms. Your poem gave it respectability beautifully.
I agree with Brian :)And will you be appearing at Farm-Aid? ( if they still do that)We could turn that mutha into the new Woodstock!
This is reminding me of my flower child days .... way too much!Splendid Mag!
ah yes- those were and are the days!
I like that explanation! Good job. :)
After about sixteen hours in between the daylight and the dirt, you'll be ready for a loaf of bread, some cold cuts and the blinding realization of what the wheat is really for. ;_)I loved it anyway--remembering the days I thought I could live on love.
Perfect! Happy 4th!
Shay...Such a beautiful Romantic!Happy 4th of July My Friend
"...make love between the daylight and the dirt..." One polished facet of a poetic gem.
Perfect. Absolutely perfect.
We've had minds thinking alike today...a lot of field 'visitors' on this week's 'pie! Wonderful write!
Crisp and sparkly! Alive with creative energy!
Oh, yes and there was that, as well! Nicely tuned.
Love the imagery here. :)
I was watching a documentary on Van Gogh the other day and learned that some historians believe that Gauguin cut it off with a sword while the two were in a heated argument, and that Van Gogh made up the story of cutting off his own ear to protect Gauguin. That kind of puts my story of how I stubbed my toe on the stairs to shame.
How cool! Here you are in my sidebar!Geez.You can really write. I'd like to be just like you when I grow up, but alas, I think I already have you by a few decades.Sigh.Brilliant writing here.
That's a lovely take on the prompt! :)
"Who sees the world a little differently.."Your special vision is a constant delight to my inner eye.I love this thought and your words.
I love your sentiment, beautiful, sensuous poem
Lush, lovely and languid, Shay...a marvellous piece!
Your prose is so lovely... and it fits with the painting wonderfully... Just beautiful...
I did! But I hadn't read your terse and telling post first! HONEST!
I absolutely love this. This is so lovely in so few lines---hiding in love and wheat fields. Sigh.
i had a summer like that once.
Love this.Anna :o]
"Kiss and lie", "daylight and dirt", light and dark, life and death: brilliantly simple statement of life. A gem!
you should be declared a national...no, international treasure, Shay. no one, NO one writes like you do! the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the dirt... 'scuse me, i've gotta go find a wheat field....
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