Prompted to write poems of place.
Hosted by De Jackson aka Whimsygizmo. Greatest prompt. I like my place, I also like this place called dVerse and all it does. Thank you. But today I’ve chosen to write about a different place.
The place: The Fields of Flanders
In the half moon in the
indigoes of darkness,
under the watchful eye
of the blue night,
the poppies with their long
stem and lacy leaves sway
floating above everything else.
I run, thinking about Flanders'
forgotten fields, vowing never
to forget that place.
© selma
Thank you for reading.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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A very moving poem Selma.
Thanks.
You’re very welcome 💙
A gorgeous write, Selma, rich with atmosphere and emotion.
Appreciate you saying that. Thanks.
Gorgeous imagery.
Thanks, Melissa. 🙇
Such beautiful imagery, Selma.
The imagery. Aww thanks so much D.L.
What lovely imagery, Selma!
You bless me. Punam, thanks 🙏
Greetings! Blogger and WordPress don’t play well together. Had a difficult time finding your blog, now I am a ‘subscriber.’ Your lovely quadrille reminds me of how much I love listening to Sting sing Fields of Gold!
Really Helen, dear—blogger and wp 😔 so very sorry about that. WP has implemented changes. Perhaps that’s why. But for me is wonderful to have you as a subscriber. Thanks for liking my Quadrille, Helen.
Beautiful images, Selma. 🙂
Thanks, Kitty. Bless you
To forget would dishonour those lives lost.
It would. Thanks so much for saying that. 🙏
❤️
A touching poem! Love the imagery.
KK. Makes me happy to know you were touched. Bless you
My pleasure! You’re welcome!
So softly stunning, Selma. I got lost in all that blue.
Happy you did, De. Thanks for the prompt
Like a painting with words–lovely. (K)
Thanks for the compliment. K—blessings to you
Really Helen, dear—blogger and wp 😔 so very sorry about that. WP has implemented changes. Perhaps that’s why.
But for me is wonderful to have you as a subscriber.
Thanks for liking my Quadrille,Helen.
those opening four lines draw pull the reader right in as bee to flower – it is the stuff of legends but then it opens on to a history so grim that we remember every November 11th
Thanks for your lovely words Laura.
A moving quadrille, Selma.
Thanks dear Ingrid xoxo
All the best in all your endeavors.
Beautiful and poignant, Selma
Happy to know.
So beautiful and evocative, Selma! xo
Thanks most dearly.
You’re so welcome, Selma. 💕
Such a beautiful poem, lovely take on the prompt.
Thanks, Pooja.
My pleasure.
Wow. Selma, this poem is wonderful. Extremely moving and a beautiful write. I love your opening lines.
In the half moon in the
indigoes of darkness,
Superb 🌹
I’m so happy you read, Lesley. Blessings.
I’m so happy you wrote and published it.. 🙏❤️ Blessings to you too, Selma.
So lovely. ♥️
Tnx
It’s awesome 💯
Nice Article 🙏
Such beautiful imagery. ❤️
Thanks for reading 🤗