The Red Cotton Fields
Description
The Red Cotton Fields is a story written in the tradition of great historical epics. The story begins on a Georgia plantation in the year 1850, ending on the gold fields of Australia in the year 1884. This is a story surrounding three southern families (the plantation owners, the plantation overseer's family and a Negro slave family) leading up to and including the Civil War. Readers will experience the demise of a southern plantation and follow two of the plantation's previous occupants (Bart Royal, the white overseer's son, and Reiner Washington, an escaped slave as they rise to become two of the richest men in the world. Also, The Red Cotton Fields is a classic love story between the plantation owner's daughter, Holly Ballaster, and the overseer's son, Bart Royal. The Red Cotton Fields is destined to become a classic. Read it and you will understand why. Book 2 'Fields of Gold and Sorrow' was published in the spring of 2015. Book 3 “Angry Sky” was published late summer 2020
About the Author
Michael Strickland was born in Mayport Florida. Michael lives in Jacksonville and has written several novels, the first of which is The Crippled Pelican, followed by a second novel, "The Red Cotton Fields", an epic Civil War novel some 700+ pages long followed by the second book in the planned four book series, "FIELDS OF GOLD AND SORROW" and the just released book in the series, "ANGRY SKY". Also just released is the "THE RED COTTON FIELDS" series combined into one three book box set.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone