WILD POPPY
Saturday, April 17, 2010 1:02:25 AM
nodding buds, crumpling petals
capsules that dehisce through terminal pores
how we remember thee
your vivacious bloom that sticks
its head above the field vulnerable
sacrificed and heed the call to set us free
vivid red of blood soaking ground
power to move and inspire
lie helpless dying
rich soil, costly to cultivate
hands clutching at the ground
grow quieter the whispers and sighing
artillary shell and shrapnel
all around it flew
incapciatated and bereft
and now all that's left are the
widows and childless mothers
crying on the doorsteps and simply left
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long April 2010
Dedicated to the men and women, mothers and fathers
brothers and sisters husbands and wives that
sacrifice their all...













