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POPPY
Sweetness without restraint
Paint red the blowing flowers
Hours stretched back to years
Fears became a mortal toil
Soil of war a feat of souls
Soles of feet on poppy fields
(*runner-up in Magdalena's twisted cheery names competition)
Published 9th Mar 2014
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9th Mar 2014 8:26pm
I've had my share of this alluring yet deadly bloom.. brilliant ink.. with respect Crim :)
Poppies mean peace yet war, sweetness yet corruption - things that seem apart are in fact very close - better to stay close - Thank you for your visit Crim you always inspire
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9th Mar 2014 9:09pm
Anonymous
10th Mar 2014 1:53am
Congrats on the win. Great visual write. Enjoyed! :)
10th Mar 2014 2:05am
10th Mar 2014 5:08am
10th Mar 2014 5:08am
Whale, my friend,
You have truly captured the bitter-sweet paradox of the poppy.....and in essence, that which-- soo often-- is a part of life.
Scribed with Insight!
(Kudos to your much deserved recognition!!! :) )
You have truly captured the bitter-sweet paradox of the poppy.....and in essence, that which-- soo often-- is a part of life.
Scribed with Insight!
(Kudos to your much deserved recognition!!! :) )
10th Mar 2014 9:10am
Thanks Enchantress - it's always a delight when you comment on my pages - thanks again
10th Mar 2014 7:31am
Brilliant interplay of words especially the last two lines ... Loved the commentary as well
10th Mar 2014 9:17am
Thank you Lobo for this - to pin a butterfly to a wall and find a moth or a poppy to a lapel in remembrance or to stab at a parallax with our nib is the best of our poet's lot - God bless us
11th Mar 2014 9:43am
not just the content but the construction of it, well crafted artistry...
11th Mar 2014 12:59pm
Anonymous
14th Mar 2014 3:04pm
Great, ive always loved poppy fields, when i was a kid Id run though them and pick them too.
Had the same feeling when i read your poem.
Thanks for sharing!
Had the same feeling when i read your poem.
Thanks for sharing!
14th Mar 2014 3:07pm
14th Mar 2014 6:30pm
My favourite flower Whale (wild red poppies) Thank you for entering my competition with this piece. Beautiful :)
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