Sunflowers

just another golden day & priceless in its own golden way...

Sunflowers

Right now on

Both sides of our

Most recently

Manicured road 

Green fields are 

Smiling

Smiling gold again 

The way it always

Happens here...

Okay so it 

Happens slow 

Slower than a 

Casual blink

But faster than

A local 

Long drawn yawn

And every year it

Happens the same way...

Far further than 

The casual eye

Might ever see then

They wait in their own

Scarce shade

For long shadows

To prime and signal

The first of this years 

Precious harvests...

Each heavy

Seed swollen head

Bent and bowing in the

Same direction

Now prepared to yield

After poppies then

Sunflowers might just be

My favourite flower for today

And maybe tomorrow even...

Author's Note

dont spoil the moment, why not leave a smile...

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

Wow what a pic I have never seen so many sunflowers I grew up near a lot of corn fields and watermelon farms nothing like the taste of freshly stolen watermelons on a hot summer day:) riding down the road balancing my plunder on my handlebars I swear we would inhale those things sitting on the side of the road cutting them with our cub scout knives:) You painted a pretty image in my mind Nev

[Neville]

Cheers Robert, yes.. even as I type my response to you right now, I can still see them in the distance... I could even see them when I closed my eyes before hopping into bed last night...it is another sunny day here.. hope you are having one too :)

[Trouble]

I like this, no rhyme, and still a beautiful poem. Simple, calm, charming in a way. Great.

[Neville]

Thank you again Allie, you a most kind... N

[Pete]

an amazing, magnificent, majestic flower. at night they turn to the east in anticipation of the sun. their seeds & oil have so many uses. i love them and your tribute ... :)

[Neville]

they are amazing aint they... thank you Pete

[Cherrie]

hmm, ... smiling gold again... I love that what a beautiful view from where you wrote.

[Neville]

you got me smiling big again Cherrie.... ta and true........ Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

dear poet... how can this compare to your smile on
a summer's day. I bow to you in the green fields
where bunnies hop and birds sing... I will rest under
yon sleeping willow while the sunflowers long for
showers. A lovely poem from a gifted poet. truly, Pat

[Neville]

and you my mistress of fine words are thanked and thanked accordingly................................ N :)

[Gee]

As they grow they bow to the earth, their mother, such is the weightiness of those heads. What a great pic and fine words to accompany.
Good morning squire, hope you are well.

[Neville]

Dobro Utro my Friend.. yes you are absolutely right about the size and weight of those heads.. and thank you for the kind words & wishes... We are not too bad thanks, hope all is good with You & Yours.

Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

Wish I could write a review like Gee just wrote.
Wish I could write a poem like Neville wrote.
Amen... there is still time... I hope.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

And maybe just for always- happy flowers and so beautiful🌹

[Neville]

Maybe just for always.. what a delicious quote you have pinned to this page Kelly.... they are certainly beautiful & I guess maybe happy too... maybe :)

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

I think so ..peacefully happy and content 🌻🌻🌻

[Neville]

you just made me smile... thank you 🌻🌻🌻

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻

[Chris Shaw]

Sunflowers are for happy. I can imagine the feeling of utter joy looking out on this view as far as the eye can see. Poppies are just as beautiful in their own way, but they do not lend themselves to joy. Poppies are mournful and signify remembrance. Fields of poppies would make me feel melancholic. I am smiling at what you are seeing and these words you have conveyed to us, with all their vibrant colour. Yes, sunflowers are for joy and I have some growing in my garden..

Chris

[Neville]

Thank you Chris.. Yes sunflowers are the predominant crop around here at the moment, together with grapevines I guess, although even the large vineyards seem insignificant against their golden neighbours

Neville

[Chris Shaw]

A view to die for. Very recently on the Oxford borders for the first time I saw fields and fields of pale pink poppies. At first I wasn't sure what they were, but they caused quite a stir round here and people were talking about them and taking photographs. Magnificent they were. Made me look at poppies in a different way. They did raise a smile and I was pleased because the poppy is a very delicate and interesting flower in its own right.

[barleygirl]

I love how you lead us down the very road, giving us the thoughts & sensations as it happens. It takes you so long to get to the part where we are finally seeing the sunflowers, all that anticipation in the first part of your poem is quite delicious! Love being led along for a good bit (((BUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

Thank you Margie.. it took me an unusually long time to complete this particular post, I had so many words whirling around in my head, yet it was so hard to catch the right ones to fit the space for which they were intended... NUG ya loads BG....

Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is beautiful in its imagery, alliteration and in-line rhyme...but underneath...a heavy heart speaks of how we are all leaning in one direction...and i feel this when i think of politics and the despair of so many young people...who feel so cynical about it all.
j.

[Neville]

Many thanks to you jacob for visiting these words and for the encouraging and insightful ones you leave in turn..... Neville