Autumn Field

 

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 Autumn Field

We are autumn fruit
lying in a field
gazing at sky through lacy grasses.
Rain or sun – no matter.

Do I know you?
hidden as you are between bone and skin?

When we are done
this field will be our home
and summer fruits our children.

© photo and poem by carole fults

NOTE: This poem was first published in the Aurorean, New England’s Premier Independent Poetry Journal.Please check out their website at http://encirclepub.com/aurorean/

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2 thoughts on “Autumn Field

  1. Marjorie June 21, 2017 / 8:43 am

    Lovely as always Carole. You have a very special way with words.

    xoxo Marjorie

    • cfults June 21, 2017 / 9:26 am

      Thank you Marjorie!

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