Poem -
Poppies
Misty meadows vastly reign
Vivid blush blest stain
Reverent times past
Resounded battles cast
Heads hung low, tis grave
Remembrance of lives gave
Abloom on war-torn fields
Long ago sacrifice yields
Brave t'was soldier's plight
Noble harrowing fight
For whom bell tolls
Poppies honor lost souls
Beauteous sea of red
Glorified on wounds bled
Ruby span gently sway
βNeath skies somber gray
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So beautiful your write
A grateful sense in the heart
I was inspired by your freedom poem. Thank you for your commenting on my workΒ
So honoured, Poetess Darkly! Sincerely you're one of my teachers here of poetry - much admire your wisdom use of words! Many thanks!
Awe thank you so much. I feel blessed to have contributed a small part.
what great poemΒ
i just a ghost story to
todayΒ
I just read your most recent pen, Greg. Thank you for your support my poetic friend
your so welcomeΒ
my poetic friendΒ
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Awww beautiful my love & pinned for perfection β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
thank you Jill
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The words I wish I could have found in times of grief ! Wonderful!
Jim, thank you for your support.Β
Excellent as always a great read...Lisa....special Thanks
Thank you Lorris
My Chinese translation of this piece is now formally published