Poppies #poetry and #art

~ Meg

Like blood that pools ’round the gaping wound

The crimson blossom sprouts from the ground

As the flesh decays and returns to dust

Becomes the cruelest sacrifice in a cause unjust

The body submits to Nature’s inevitable toil

Leaves its very essence to fertilize the soil

And so in the lonely, unmarked grave

The abundant poppies adorn the fallen brave

I haven’t been inspired to write poetry lately. (Be kind!) I wanted words to accompany my painting of Poppies in No Man’s Land. (Also be kind!!)

Published by Meg

Easily amused, never bored and constantly distracted. My creative pursuits include writing, drawing, painting and photography.

23 thoughts on “Poppies #poetry and #art”

      2. You’re right. I think those negative emotions have more power or at the least they need some form of release. Positive emotions manifest differently!

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      3. That’s true. Hell, most songs are about something negative, most artists are tormented souls. It’s funny how something so amazing can come from such negative events or emotions.

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