There it grew,
All by itself.
Why was it there?
Was it trying to escape
The horrors of this world?
Was it showing me the way
That loneliness can be good?
Was this poppy leading me,
Leading me to something new?
I may never know
But that lone poppy called to me,
And made me think.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Walking down t get my daily paper a few days ago I saw this poppy at the end of a wooden fence, all on its own. It got me thinking.
- Category: Reflection
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A fine write G/F. A lone one grew in our compost heap I think. We put a potted spider-plant outdoors - then it died off. Aww!
Thanks Orchi.
a symbolic flower and a good poem - great
stuff Andy
Thank you Michael, yes a very symbolic flower.
The unusual calls to you, speaks to you. I know this feeling, a dozen questions you'll ask yourself and end up feeling sad for the poppy in itself has a truly wonderful meaning to us all nowadays. And i felt it reading your piece. Thank you.
Thank you D A Much appreciated.
Goldfinch, you just proved that we do have to go out and smell the flowers!
Great poem!
Thank you Fred, I think that all we need to do is go outside.
Thoughtful prose and quite a nice picture
Thank you WL. I am getting back into photography , I used to do a great deal of it so I know I can do better.
Wonderful cameras they have nowadays all automatic digital they take great pictures and you can see right away what you have , but I do miss darkroom work sometimes made it more of an art to me
One of my favorite flower. try to grow some in my yard, but failed.
This lonely poppy now is flattered.
Well done.
Thank you m and m. I too have failed to grow poppies in my garden in the past.
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