Cornfield at evening
Afterglow of a heat-heavy day,
salmon clouds, indigo sky.
The field of cereal ready
to be brought in, still
resonating as the sun declines.
Tall buoyant grass,
cheery daisies and clover
that we crush beneath us
springs back as we leave,
as if we have never been.
Greg Freeman
Fri 25th Jun 2021 23:58
Thanks for the Likes, Holden, Julie, Stephen and Ray. This is an ekphrastic poem, based on the painting above by my wife.