She summons the courage to
propel herself forward
back in time past school
yards covered in dirt
surrounded by chain link
fences with children
playing nursery rhymes
but all she really wants
is to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace
She wills herself to run
past youthful wiles of
teen age pessimism all
heart’s emotions a roller
coaster played out in a
game of self-fulfilling
hurt of loveless guiles
but all she really wants
is to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace
She takes determined steps
past hopeful dreams
anchored in the concrete
of city streets and high
rise buildings with a
widening gap of poverty
and wealthy ego schemes
but all she really wants
is to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace
She propels herself forward
past everything gone to
here and now trying to find
her spirit at last letting
go of the trappings of life
free to love and give back
passion of life in flying
so then she can finally be
able to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace
© February 2012
Renee Espriu
reneejustturtleflight.com 
Beautiful picture, delicate as its lace, are the words to accompany it. Lovely.
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Thank you so much!
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Renee, I love the refrain throughout this poem. Lovely.
Pamela
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Thanks Pamela! I had some few words going ’round in my head and then saw a different image of the Queen Anne’s Lace and off I went.
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a wistful poem just loved the way you played with this poem yet created an environment of longing.
i would have loved that too, lying down in a field filled with flowers 🙂
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Sometimes just being outside in nature in a field on a sunny day sounds wonderful. Thank You!
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Sweetly wistful poem, as hopeful as the lace on the wedding ground.
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Thank you Jamie!
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And that was supposed to be wedding gown. Haha! Well, I hope you got a chuckle, Renee. 😉 Happy days ….
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No worries, Jamie. I never noticed. But if I would have I certainly would have smiled at the least. 🙂
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Wonderful poem .. much more lovely is the image you added ..
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Thank you! Good to see you here.
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A journey of self-discovery and finding freedom…love it! Queen Anne’s Lace is so pretty…
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Thank You Gayle! I so love flowers and when I was younger and did a bit of hiking I was honored to be in the midst of mountain wild flowers and such, a beauty so profound I can never forget.
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Circular poems are my second favorite poems. Reminds me of the snake eating his tail.
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Renee, thank you for giving me the bread crumbs to get here! What a lovely poem, beautiful refrain. The image of the woman in a lace dress only enhances what is already a work of graceful art. Thanks again,Amy
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