A farmhouse once
surrounded by burgeoning fields
of wheat and sunflowers
pregnant with seed, voices
laughing, weeping, loving, dying
Now a vertical corrugation
of undulating metal sheets
unbolting from a collapsing porch
the color of time weathered,
eroded by the west wind
It throws forward to accept,
to embrace for a moment
fleeting in shadowed sun,
its place in a soon-forgotten
embrace with landscape.
To see other poems prompted by the photography, please visit One Shot Sunday at One Stop Poetry.
Photograph by Katherine Forbes; used with permission for One Shot Poetry.
16 comments:
Love your take on the prompt, and feel the sadness for this forgotten place. Beautifully described.
growing up in the sticks you captured a moment an environment a landscape that is disappearing that is romantic in its own way and nostalgic...nice. glad you pulled that out of the prompt...
Such a great depiction of a seemingly ordinary place taking on special meaning through the life that occurred there. "the color of time weathered, / eroded by the west wind" especially great sound to those lines! Poignant message too—relish our moment and where it passes. Excellent challenge response, Glynn!
Growing up on a farm where life revolves in seasons. Felt the excellence in your words, life goes on.
most of all i loved..pregnant with seed.. this paints the whole picture without much more words needed..nicely done glynn
Soon forgotten embrace with landscape...tight. You bring so much history here. Nice.
What a nice poem, I lived on a farm for 40 years, and there was laughing, weeping, loving and dying. But, I wouldn't trade that life for all the city living, to much fun out behind the barn.
I can see it. Heck, I can smell the grass. Love this.
here are more good images for your wonderful poem...
http://margaretbednar365.blogspot.com/2011/01/106356.html
Wow! Talk about "synchronizing". I think I just took some photos that could go along with this poem as well! Lovely, poem. I think I will link my photos to your poem here, if you don't mind.
Let's see if this works for a direct link
No, I don't think so. Sorry. I see Nance Marie posted my photography blog above. Check it out if you like.
I get the sense that someone from that couple is looking back. It makes me wonder what happened to all those seeds of possibilities. Nice take on the prompt!
I like the images of Margaret Bednar's barns. Thanks, Nance Marie.
Very intelligent build of comparison here, and great image as well.
that shadow pretty much says it all ...
Very nice. I really enjoyed reading it. I like the idea of transience embodied in the descriptions of the past of the building and the present moment. Thank you for sharing.
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