Poppy Power

Peacock Poetry

Even on misty mornings the poppies in our local field smile on. On one such morning I took heart to see these beaming buds embracing buoyancy and bounced my way to my meeting with a renewed sense of optimism.

Morning Glory

Poppies poke their happy heads

Above the morning mist

They rise above the untruths said

And soak up moisture’s kiss

Their pride profuse, for there’s no use

In courting others pity

The irony of life’s obtuse

Let’s open to what’s pretty

May you not to the past be wed

There’s just one dawn like this

Poppies poke their happy heads

Above the morning mist

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