Poppies

Poppies quietly dormantly rest,
under the soil where everything’s best

warmth possibly and darkness too
Time omni present
It’s where the seeds do
Their magic they sprout in the fullness of time
Evoking the spirit to
Upwardly climb
Blushingly red and driven white

to burst into form and a beautiful sight.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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