Friday, April 16, 2010

Poppies

 "Through the dancing poppies stole 
A breeze most softly lulling to my soul."

--from John Keats' Poppies
Posted by Kindred Spirit at 12:01 AM

3 comments:

  1. Oddyoddyo13Friday, April 16, 2010 at 6:41:00 PM CDT

    If only I could lay in a field of poppies everyday, and just watch their vibrant colors blowing in the breeze.

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  2. Kindred SpiritFriday, April 16, 2010 at 10:24:00 PM CDT

    And this field of poppies overlooks the sea--even better! Thank you, Oddyoddyo13, and I hope that you find your poppies before long. May God bless you.

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  3. kkollwitzMonday, April 19, 2010 at 9:17:00 PM CDT

    I was reminded of this:

    In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses row on row,
    That mark our place; and in the sky
    The larks, still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below.

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