Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Magpie 72





There's only one reason for wheat fields--

Only one explanation for the earth--

So we could kiss and lie where the grain grows high,

And make love between the daylight and the dirt.


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for magpie 72

38 comments:

  1. I love that thought, that image of love making between daylight and dirt .. between birth and death .. happy 4th!!!!

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  2. "...between the daylight and the dirt."

    So short, and yet so sweet. HITHDYDI? Every single day?

    Sometimes I don't like you very much! ;)

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  3. A gem of a poem worthy of VG's masterpiece.

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  4. I can't disagree with anything in your poem - only to add the book of verse and a glass of wine with thou

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  5. …’make love between the daylight and the dirt..’..how alluringly nailed…

    Thanks for the poem.

    ~Kelvin

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  6. short, but passionately naughty. love it.

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  7. Rolling in the hay literally speaking without any qualms. Your poem gave it respectability beautifully.

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  8. 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!

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  9. This is reminding me of my flower child days .... way too much!

    Splendid Mag!

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  10. ah yes- those were and are the days!

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  11. I like that explanation! Good job. :)

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  12. 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.

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  13. Shay...
    Such a beautiful Romantic!
    Happy 4th of July My Friend

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  14. "...make love between the daylight and the dirt..." One polished facet of a poetic gem.

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  15. We've had minds thinking alike today...a lot of field 'visitors' on this week's 'pie! Wonderful write!

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  16. Crisp and sparkly! Alive with creative energy!

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  17. Oh, yes and there was that, as well! Nicely tuned.

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  18. 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.

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  19. 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.

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  20. That's a lovely take on the prompt! :)

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  21. "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.

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  22. I love your sentiment, beautiful, sensuous poem

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  23. Lush, lovely and languid, Shay...a marvellous piece!

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  24. Your prose is so lovely... and it fits with the painting wonderfully... Just beautiful...

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  25. I did! But I hadn't read your terse and telling post first! HONEST!

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  26. I absolutely love this. This is so lovely in so few lines---hiding in love and wheat fields. Sigh.

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  27. "Kiss and lie", "daylight and dirt", light and dark, life and death: brilliantly simple statement of life. A gem!

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  28. 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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