Hi, and welcome to my blog-turned-place where I post my writing. This is my outlet to put them up, which was radically different from the blog that this started out as. I hope you'll have a good time reading my blog/place where I post some poetry and some short stories. I try to cover a variety of topics in these works of mine, so I hope any readers will enjoy it. I'm not an English major by any stretch, but I enjoy writing. Critique would be nice for my writing, cause lord knows I could work on it. Enjoy!

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Sunflowers in Tuscany

She looked out and saw them, the field,
The golden field of sunflowers. Beautiful, like an angel’s resting place.
How they radiated, in the fields of Tuscany.
It was a sight to see for sure. One might have expected to be in Heaven,
for the sight was that radiant and beautiful.

On that sea of green, there was an island of sweet, pure gold.
The sunflowers were like an island in a magical land. A land of beauty, of magical radiance.
They swam on the green waves, masterfully, and beautifully.
On the island, they carefully caressed the land, blanketing them with the gentle love of a mother.
A mother who treated the land like it was her own child; it was a beautiful relation of nurturing it.
Looking at these sunflowers, one knew that they were in a land of joy.

1 comment:

Erin said...

One word for you: bliss. That is honestly how I picture myself in my head 98% of the time. This paradise you have created with words is almost identical to my thoughts.
Stay golden.