On close inspection
Golden poppies bear torn wings
Butterflies in spring
Tag: poppies
Larks ~ Remembrance Sunday
Silence rolls with sunset’s formation
as mighty clouds, in honour, cast
solemn larks to glide below
but high enough
above soil still resting
since peace remains with those who fought
and were lost in battles in desperate fields,
lost to the enemy and lost to us.
Brave deeds still haunt the crimson mists
and words not drowned by time –
miss me not till I have died
then always remember me.
We let go of tears like falling petals
one by one, and to each one
we salute you and say,
we will always remember,
and shame on us if we should fail.
As it Comes 