Thursday, April 21, 2011

Passing Fields

The yellow flowers are in bloom
In a field I don't own
but would like to
I've heard that land is expensive
and if that is true
then I'll probably just have an acre or two

I think about blankets and bare feet
on grass, 
about smelling the yellow
and packed lunch in hands
The roll of the green ocean
sprinkled with yellow
makes me feel hungry
and dreamy and mellow. 

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