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The Lone Poppy
By Crimson Shade
Under the weeping willow where the shadows lie,
Where the soil is plagued with weeds,
Resides the lone poppy that sways with the breeze.
It isn’t the reddest of poppies, nor is it typically special,
But the way in which it survives and why,
Leaves me with a question.
Why struggle against the wind to preserve this life of despair,
Why live this life little poppy? Where the shadows lie,
Why not accept my fate my little poppy? Just lie down and die.
The ray of glory dispelled all doubt in my little poppy,
Where the sun does shine,
For a life of moments is a rich life indeed.
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© 2005 Crimson Shade
Published on Tuesday, November 29, 2005.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "The Lone Poppy"
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A former member wrote:
I like metaphor's its beautifully written
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On Saturday, December 24, 2005, weyvern
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wrote:
brilliant metaphor i like it
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A former member wrote:
Elegant and timely.. quite the colourful write, in abstract to the dull/lifeless canvas. Quite uplifting, yes, in a strange manner. I found the last line quite true, in and out of context. Rich write, here. Thank you.
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On Sunday, December 4, 2005, Err0r
(365) wrote:
Fascinating outtake. I think I enjoyed this uplifting write. Not many choose that type of 'style' so to speak. :D I enjoyed this. I hope to be reading more by you my friend. :)
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A former member wrote:
I loved this it made me sit back and think .. Tainted
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