OVER FLANDERS FIELDS THE SKYLARK NOW FLYS

Now the skylark fly's over Flanders fields ,

The nightingales sings to each other ,

Cows mooing contentedly as they graze ,

Wheat , barley gently wave in the gentle wind ,

Potatoes grow fat ,

Fruit trees branches heavy with apples and pears ,

Juicy sweet strawberries grow in lines , ready for picking ,

Ready fore eaten right now ,

The fields about what they were intended fore ,

Horses trained to carry riders of all ages , to jump low ,

Fences at a canter ,

Lovers caress in Flanders fields ,

As they should have long long ago

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Poet




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Written on 2011-09-02 at 21:41

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Stephen Jay
It was a deep journey into the pain and blood of the battleground, where young souls perished. I was most moved by its flow and words.

If only all battlefields had healing on them and never war again.
2012-05-08


countryfog
What a stunning poem Ken . . . given the chance Nature heals even scarred battlefields with an abundance of new life, both renewing and consecrating the land to its true purpose, healing from our desecration of it.
2011-09-03