Poetry Blogs (guardian)

Messiah Of The Fields

They left me hanging on a cross

The saviour of the summer crops

Just rag and straw so no great loss

My blood is in the wheat and hops

I faced the black and vicious hoard

Their coal cruel eyes and sharpened beaks

I am the ragged overlord

Who scares the crow yet never speaks

They pray to me to save their soils

From dark boned devils ...

Read and leave comments (4)

To hold you up

if you start to fall

and fly to your side

whenever you call.

To hold you close

when dark closes in,

I’ll feed your heart

and beat from within.

To feel your warmth

and the glow of your smile,

when the clouds are parted

we can see for miles.

To hold your hand

through life's testing times,

to shield and protect

on those slippe...

Read and leave comments (2)