Poem -
Field of poppies
Oβ deity of dreams
Sever realities seams
Bid poppy usher sleep
Anxiety tis horde I keep
Morpheus nary forsaken
Trust in thee mistaken
Plant seeds to rest
Humbly I behest
Dusk has come to pass
Woe plagues alas
Allot thy potent bloom
Quiet insomniac loom
Soft upon mossy field
Β Midst tranquil shield
Grant medicinal flora fair
So I lay burdens there
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Comments
Very beautiful <3
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Hi lisa, wonderful well written, tranquil imagery...really enjoyed
lorna x
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Love the Write
Poppop
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beautifully written........
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Beautiful x
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You have poemed & so bloomin well just about all the characteristics and the beauty of what must surely beΒ among my most favourite of flowers .. NevilleΒ
thank you Neville