Empty Fields Poem by Joseph Peter Ostapiuk
Empty Fields
From my walking
on the earth
it hurts;
for reasons unknown to me,
to feel
the breath of the wind
and the sigh of the seas
like a frigid, barren
icy breeze.
And there's something cold
that lays its head,
on the lovely warmth
of natures bed
that seems to remind me
of how it feels
to rove among
these empty fields
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,night,somber
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