
“Poppy Field IV” by Diane S. Dean
petals drawn
through warm blood
drip their sacrifice
staining pressed
peaceful lapels
with remembrance
of lives never lived
beyond wars
lost to exigent
perils of politics
fouled with aggression
demanding and daring
the best of our youth
stand and fight
for the principled
causes of liberty
each generation
has answered that
terrible call
rising tall
to the challenge
each time without fail
laid their beautiful
bodies between
right and wrong
in those reddening
fields where their
valor would seed
and volition
would propagate
delicate monuments
flowers for heroes
to decorate memory
(originally posted November 2013)
Paul, this is so lovely, so beautiful. Thank you!
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greatly appreciate that
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a nice eulogy. we must always remember those who gave so very much.
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on their behalf, I thank you, Ezekial
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Yes. Thank you for speaking truth with such power, Paul.
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I am touched by your comment, rita
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Beautifully said Paul. Bravo
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thank you most kindly
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Fine Veterans Day poem, Paul. Your writing is so succinct, so pointed, and always rings true.
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I appreciate that, Maggie
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Amen
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Thank you for this heart-felt remembrance of our young men who gave their lives for others.
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I am honored to do so
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This is the most beautiful Veterans Day poem I’ve read; I can’t equal it.
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you humble me, Caddo
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the imagery of poppies as blood shed and sacrificial is so perfect and cleverly intoxicating symbolism. I will put poppies on my brother’s grave tomorrow…….
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thank you most kindly – and God bless your brother for his service
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Hi Paul. Nice. Thank you for liking ‘ Gold Band!’ Best Wishes, The Foureyed Poet
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my pleasure as always, malc
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Powerful images. Thanks.
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I appreciate that, Carol
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And this is emblematic of your excellent skills at using just the right words to convey significant truths and deep emotion.
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thank you, Ellen – your words mean a lot to me
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All true.
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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It is fitting – not just as history deemed it so – that the wild poppy was the chosen flower. A rather magic poem for a sombre subject.
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that means a lot coming from you
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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i really like this post 🙂
Keep writing more.
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Exquisite poetry, Paul. Such tragedy found in those beautiful flowers.
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a tragedy of which we need constant reminder
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Yes, indeed
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A tragedy to lose young lives always and an abomination in 2017.
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amen
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Fine writing, Paul.
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much appreciated, sarah
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