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A field is a magic world
Timeless in sun and storm;
Yet when gold grubs push the worm
The field is killed and torn
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Ghosts haunt the other side serene
Of unsettled losses and fields plundered;
The gold grubs cannot turn a dream
They are blind to the wonder
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Yet it all moves along
In stumbles and dances;
We do not have to be dead alone
Even gold grubs get second chances
Saragun Springs 
L
I love fields! They remind me of Merlin and his Sister, Gwedryn (nature poets), Crazy Horse and wild horses, and even saber-toothed tigers (and running away). Dogs love fields as much as deer and birds do, and their combination of openness, light and shadow is fantastic with all those trees in the distance.
Awesome to see a poem up by you today on this subject!
The ones who see a field for nothing but a dollar sign will spend many centuries wandering in purgatory being forced to think about what they did…and didn’t do, which was appreciate the gifts from Mother Nature (anyway, I hope so).
Your nature poetry is enchanting and I love the way it defends without being ideological and dogmatic: the very best kind of defense!
D
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Hello Dale
The field in the header is for sale. That depresses me. It’s almost like the Dern film “Silent Running” anymore. We need green spaces. Especially with derelict buildings that can be replaced instead of field killing!
Leila
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“…magic world / sun and storm / push the worm / killed and torn / other side serene / unsettled losses / turn a dream / blind to the wonder / it all moves / stumbles and dances / dead alone / get second chances….”
When you break this poem down into its component parts and phrases, placing them under a word microscope, you can really see what great poetry-writing is all about!
The phrases conjure up a war of the worlds, like Homer’s Iliad…and make it beautiful.
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Much to like about this and the second chances for gold grubs is a wonderful thought. In fact I love these gold grubs! They conjure up a wonderful image. dd
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Hi Diane
I can see them getting with the plan and sending up marigolds!
All my thanks!
Leila
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Hi Leila
I often think of fields and I hate to see the little pink and yellow flags that indicate construction.
It bothers me how humans have authority over the world. When all they do is destroy it, and call it “beautification.” Like a word the Nazis’ would use.
Christopher
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Thank you Christopher
Yes it is troubling when green spaces anywhere near towns are eyed for profit.
Still, after our race runs its course in a few thousand years (nothing to the Earth) all the Starbucks will be nothing but more rubble. I can imagine fields of water bottles like Trilobytes! (sp)
Thanks again!
Leila
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