Secrets of the Field
Secrets of the Field
Above the green and yellow
Rape set field
A pair of white fixed wing gliders
Arc and wheel
In search of aerial ecstasy
Like sky hungry falcons
Oblivious to the gasp and sigh
Invisible to naked eye
Amid the spilt remains of summer
And the dregs of dry white cider
A casually discarded ice cream wrapper
Blows across the field ...
Bathed in savage sunlight
An ancient and neglected hedgerow
Screens the couple
From the gaze of would be tourist
Whilst in the distance
A once red tractor coughs
Plagued by hungry and frustrated gulls
Unaware of fingers probing
Stealing fruit from secret garden
Thick wrist and heavy forearm coaxing
Determined thrust and yield
Laying where a dozen men had fallen
Trespassing like frightened children
The forbidden harvest
Swiftly undertaken, in a corner of a field ..
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Tragic... but cleverly put... truly I don`t understand some people... Your imagery is on point with this one Neville. Something that I struggle with at the best of times. Wholeheartedly enjoyed my friend
You are too kind, kind sir .. but always appreciated .. Thank you Max :)
Hi Neville
I liked the narrative of this piece, again your visuals are perfect and submerge the reader so well. Your poem made me think of my friend who works for the National Trust. The stories she has told me. People just don't have respect for our planet or the work people do to nurture it.
A good write my friend
Gwen 🙃
Bless you dear Gwen .. You are most kind ... and yes, I concur, tis very sad indeed ............... Neville 🙃
Virginity taken in the corner of the field is what I got from this! And the poem actually made me smile. I hope that is what it is...I hope I haven't got it wrong. Brilliant poem x
a gentleman never tells, does one .. but he always say's thank you afterwards n truly tooly too :) x
Quite right, a gentleman never does! 😉 x
Ah' that's better 😉 x