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Gray and Gold

(written for Eerie's "Painting Words" comp)

See there, how the wheat stalks, sway,
hallow’d, dressed in gold and gray.
Storm clouds, laden, bound and brewing,
shallow whispers, what’s ensuing.

(I need a resurrection in the rain)

Should the devil come to meet me
crossroads, dry and dusty greeting:
“Halloo there, son, your soul, I’ll need;
a sip of death, for a cool breeze.”

( I walk among the rows of grain)

I shan’t embrace the imp as mine,
Image on some “wanted” sign;
outlaw, grinning, from the pole,
awaiting some unholy goal.

( O Lord, my God, I hear your train)

Fence posts run along forever,
unpaved roads and bread, unleavened.
Prepare, now, for the Feast of Days;
here comes the wind, here come the rains.

( Selah, to the righteous ways)
Written by MadameLavender
Author's Note
Based on the painting "Gray and Gold" by John Rogers Cox, 1942
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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