A field of green, by Owen Grace

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By a pretty stream in a field of green
A lonely chimney points
a finger to the sky

Can a lonely chimney  in an emerald field
Tell a tale
Of a summers day

Of hope and faith, a new estate
Fearless dreams,
Ecstatic screams.
Birthing pains
Of love,
New life and joy

 Of a burning wind
With Embers bright
A Searing night
A fusillade
A cannonade
A flying mare
Choking smoke
Streaming eyes
Tremble
Fumble
Suffocate

And so a ruined
Chimney stands
A  silent scream
To what its seen
By a pretty stream
In a field of green


- Owen Grace


Image Copyright by Twentieth Century-Fox Film Corp. MCMXLI" - Scan via Heritage Auctions. Cropped from original image., Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=86243596


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