Poppy Poems - Poems about Poppy

...wild anemone the desert red windflower awesome cool poppy ......Read the rest...

...These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others. Am I really this old, so many ghosts beck......Read the rest...

...Showtime for Spring yellow sprinkles spring with daffodils and crocus ~ sunbeams tickle boughs pink petal flurries spring breathes out apple blossoms ~ puddles of color lavender sh......Read the rest...

...The arctic poppy stretched into existence rooted on a rock surrounded by ice it unfurled its lemon cream petals in an open embrace with the sun the small meek flower filled with warmth a......Read the rest...

...Poppy was like the old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children, she barely knew what to do. They always arrived in stacks of tens, still at home are twenty-two. Today she thought she w......Read the rest...

...The hills come alive with vibrant poppy hues, From crimson red to golden yellow, a kaleidoscope of views. They cast their shadows on the valley's gentle slopes, A stunning aura, beauty that elopes......Read the rest...

...I asked the wee Munchkins, "Which way do I go?" Figured since they lived here, they would be in the know. But they looked at me uncertainly, scared of the witch. Then realizing she was dead; they ......Read the rest...

...She was a sweet child born in Soyhern Texas Some time in 73 Her Moma was from Alabama Her Poppy from New Orleans A cheerleader and local beauty at 17 Some folk say around here She was the pre......Read the rest...

...I am a bright red poppy grown in gardens near and far. A Remembrance flower to honor our fallen, nothing to mar. On the western front, in the first world war. Bright red poppies like me were the f......Read the rest...

... Amid colorful roses, and lovely dahlias, within a garden, I found my space in a corner, a wildflower bred by no one, Though my mistress wished to uproot me as a weed, I was firmly grounded......Read the rest...

... I wrote this poem about the young men and boys of various countries who fought in the first world war . Forever Remembered. Heirs of Eternal Silence Prismatic fragments of glass......Read the rest...

...Written in memory of a sweet young girl 1905-1918 R.I.P. Always. "One Less Poppy" Halfway my new destination, no smiles or happy faces, As I look back in sadness at......Read the rest...

...A unicorn travels through the wheat and lays its dreams upon poppy pillows, Among the echoes of time that resonate in an eternal violet dusk, Where the sky embraces the sea in a mirror without lid,......Read the rest...

...11 11 11 Chill breath of autumn Sears the poppy scarlet red, On his memory'd cenotaph. Tears trickle in the furrowed Faces of young comrades .....now long dead ......Read the rest...

... I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the spark of crying hail and maybe, the snow-storms melted t......Read the rest...