A Fools Challenge Poem by Chris Harris

To the fields so few beside us
Bright as if with dreaming
As she plays in the darkened sky
Rejoicing of solitude
Released unsummoned

Through the maze of a passing day
Finest of all others
The truth or tales of evening lost
Refusing of departure
Unjoined enchanted

To the years so few before us
Leaving uninvited
Like a child in time remaining
Mistaken of deception
Detached rejected

With the sounds of a changing sky
Joining as the moment
From the times of another place
Belated of reception
Begun forgotten