The poppies dance
Over fields once bathed in blood
Drowned in mud
The poppies dance
The poppies dance
Where once was battle's violence
Birdsong, silence
The poppies dance
©cih17, 23:10, 11.11.17
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- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.