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  • esmé commented on the post, fields 39 minutes ago

    yesterday’s word, what are you doing here?
    i thought i left you long ago.
    the fields were wide and twice as mean
    as you were to me in the archipelago.
    i don’t know what i’m writing
    but it’s better than biting (my nails)
    this makes no sense.

  • ethel commented on the post, fields 51 minutes ago

    The semi-trailers trampled the fields of grass, their silhouettes sharp against the vivid reds of a rising sun. They were leviathans gliding across the surface of an ocean of guarded secrets, as their teeth crushed the fat, glistening blades and befell the wildflowers and bugs nestled between them, forming intertwining patterns in movements so…[Read more]

  • Milad commented on the post, fields 1 hour, 1 minute ago

    There’s a gravitational field,
    where thou must yield,
    because even though a horse wants to chomp on a carrot,
    that doesn’t mean the horse need clomp over another horse,
    to eat,
    there’s always more beets,
    on other streets,
    there’s always more hay,

    The first instinct is one to listen to,
    the second is one to glisten your tongue,…[Read more]

  • Milad commented on the post, fields 1 hour, 6 minutes ago

    fields in business, require expiation,
    its a revelation, of a sensation,
    that one gets when they connect with another,
    the warm, feeling you get in your esophagus when you drink coffee;
    stimulated and part of an impetus of righteous ethics,
    and then visualize, all these party people,
    up on a cloud, together,
    laughing together,…[Read more]

  • catbeazle commented on the post, fields 3 hours, 25 minutes ago

    These were the fields where, he knew, lay the bones of generations of men like him. Hard-workers, tillers of the land and as mortal, as passing as the clouds that scudded now overhead, toward the west.

  • Fields remind me of the layers of the earth. There are so many but we really only ever see the top ones.

  • Together
    No matter the weather
    We gather and flatter induced by the nether
    We grow as we go and the time seems to flow for the better;
    strawberry fields forever.

  • esmé commented on the post, fields 12 hours, 45 minutes ago

    fields as long as the night sky
    and twice as hungry
    starry crevices form this eyelashes of daffodils and those puffy white wishing flowers.
    dandelions.
    i remember to forget how hungry the fields were
    because they stole my breathe and my words too.

  • esmé commented on the post, fields 12 hours, 59 minutes ago

    fields stretch on
    and on
    and on
    but i can’t seem to catch them.
    the fleet past the corners of my eyes
    they gather on my cheeks and i brush them away
    i scratch my nails and there they are
    but i can never capture them
    no matter how hard i try.

  • Jalyn commented on the post, fields 23 hours, 26 minutes ago

    Fields and field what exactly do they mean? who knows it is a word that was created long before we were alive.Grass fields are a example though.

  • Jalyn commented on the post, fields 23 hours, 28 minutes ago

    I have seen plenty of fields, grass fields, lawn fields and even ocean fields. It also depends on what context you are using the word field. There are plenty ways to use it.

  • firecracker27 commented on the post, fields 1 day ago

    I’m beginning to suspect you slipped a magnet into my bag when I went away. No matter how far afield I stray, I feel hints of you: subtle intimations through luminiferous ether.

  • wrangelalfaro commented on the post, fields 1 day, 1 hour ago

    the fields is where the little boy spent most of his day. he was always hard at work on the fields, his daddy never let him have a day off. he was so sick and tired of working the fields that he wanted to run away.

  • ethel commented on the post, fields 1 day, 6 hours ago

    The Fields of Asphodel were brimming with the ghosts of sunflowers.

    They danced to memories of the summer breeze, and brightened for the spirits that drifted past them, ignorant of the absent sunlight and coarse, cracked ground.

  • Hannah commented on the post, fields 1 day, 7 hours ago

    I think about you leading my by the hand, and I am delighted. I am free, and I am light. I look around me and all I see are the green green fields and the yellow yellow poppy flowers. The blue blue sky takes me away. and you, you keep me grounded here. but I can’t see your face.

  • cup commented on the post, fields 1 day, 8 hours ago

    This Halloween, the pumpkin fields are in real danger. A formidable religious sect of chocolate bunnies is merging, plotting a hideous flash mob for these ridiculous and loathsome festivities.There is only one thing they do not take into account: they will not ridicule this holiday, they will realise its very essence: every single pumpkin will be…[Read more]

  • Amanda Grace commented on the post, fields 1 day, 10 hours ago

    The fields of Ukraine are iconic. The colors of the flag are blue for the sky and then yellow for the beautiful fields.

  • Ai commented on the post, dread 1 day, 11 hours ago

    In morning, a slow burn, toes tangled in sheets, willing captives. From sideways eyes, nothing good will come from the day’s expectations. Through the hours it turns from burn to ice, sudden and sharp, fingers tapping on a darkened screen, darting eyes full of darts. A look out the window turned stare, impatient leg shaking desk. Midnight, dark h…[Read more]

  • my worries are like fields stretching as far as the eye can see
    you are the reaper of my fields
    you work hard day and night
    in the rain and the burning sun
    you yank from the roots
    you till my land
    you open me up for better things

  • peaceable commented on the post, fields 1 day, 13 hours ago

    I dream of fields. Big, spacious, wide open fields. Bright orange California Poppies in full bloom and giant, sturdy trees swaying in the light breeze. I can ride my horse for miles through the blue bonnets growing in the noon day sun. This is my go to place, my private happy place. I may go there soon…it is waiting for me.