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Poppy Red Corn Dead

 
.  
Returning cold climates,
weathered warnings, 
creaking old gates &
leaves like falling snow 
 
Over hills plowed,
poppy fields red,
corn yellow stubs dead
 
The wind with it's howling  
sadness, over swaying trees
 
Shallow rivers,  
picking up the pace
In undercurrents. 
 
Crystallized complexions
formed by temperament, 
Ice maidens arise,
floral coronations &
silver gowns,
revealing misty
morning shimmer
 
My enlightened thoughts,
warming my core like  
the sun imploded within  
my heart,
when my thoughts do  
dwell on you.
Written by Lookawaynow (Rose)
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