Under a conceiving sun
the poppies rise up to meet
its rays in a flurry of colors
as the shallow clouds
drift like a thin fog
in the rose-drenched sky.
Under a conceiving sun
the poppies rise up to meet
its rays in a flurry of colors
as the shallow clouds
drift like a thin fog
in the rose-drenched sky.
Proliferate in the light; poppies, poets, all! – mh