Poppies

This is one of those that means more to me than I can paint....

Poppies

 

The true colour of venous blood

 

Sun dried tomatoes

 

Red chilli and sun-set skies

 

Poppies

 

Remind me always of

Victorian rouge

Fire engines post boxes and children’s toys

 

Poppies

 

Are always there when I close my eyes

Perfectly juxtaposed against

Children in pushchairs and widowed wives

 

Poppies

 

Pinned to the chests of so many survivors

Veterans and additional like-wisers

 

Purposely included here lest we forget

Are the cynics and of course the do-gooders

 

Each reflected in the shimmer and the glare from Whitewashed graves

Always remembered

 

What else is there to say

Unlike the Somme Passchendaele or Ypres

Let there always be another day

Author's Note

Say it like you see it, go on I double dare ya

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

So far, from what I've ready I'd say your poetry is outstanding. Less is more. I read a great quote from a poet in the UK who said that a poem is a meeting between poet and reader and each brings something to create his own understanding.

You seem to know this instinctually; I am trying to learn it. I here I am, having gone on too long again.

[Neville]

You are far too kind .. thank you though my friend .. N

[Tom]

A fine fine and noble tribute, yes, the pretty, demure, delicate red poppy flower, symbolic of the very gallant who paid the ultimate sacrifice for peace & liberty, ' Lest we forget '

[Neville]

its always good to see you Tom & extra special when it is on one of my pages ... thank you my friend for visiting today .. I hope you and the gang are all well ............. N

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville… I 💗 your poetry about Poppies. I have a painting in our Guest Room of Poppies… they are a Symbol of Sacrifice and Freedom .. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

they are that indeed .. thank you Pat .. I dont have any tattoo's but if I was going to have one, I would have a poppy over my heart .........💗

[Patricia Wedel]

That is so sweet… endearing .. so many lives sacrificed… in some cases because one regime has no respect for humans… only insanity… the blood flows over fields of Poppies… Flanders field. Amen Pat

[Neville]

........ Indeed, Amen

[KAREN]

Your poem is about loss, but surviving that loss. It's nicely penned!!

[Neville]

thank you for taking time to visit and consider these words KAREN .. I very much appreciate your time, attention and opinion of them .. Neville

[KAREN]

My pleasure, it's always a joy to read your work!

[knighngale]

oh wow, poppies are a symbol of loss, and warrent loss, but then wishe'd to be once again,
very dark poetry, love it dear :D

[Neville]

You got it .. thank you knightngale ........ Neville

[knighngale]

of course Neville, my pleasure, :D

[lightsong]

I thought I left my words on your precious poppies before? I have no doubt that this is special to You and means more because this is what I felt while reading your sincere heartfelt and wistful words. You brought the past to the now, a timeless feeling I got reading this, a legacy that will always be. love this dear Neville.

[Neville]

I thought so too .. but hey, strange things happen in Cafe's, don't they my friend .. I shall certainly treasure these you have so very kindly replaced ... :)

[William Michael Reeves]

I saw the field of poppies that were planted in memory of WW1. On the anniversary of something recently they surrounded a building in England with them. I can't quite remember but it was not so long ago. Seemed like you may have touched on that. I'll have to look up the French stuff you wrote. Places in the war maybe? Poppies are more than just flowers in so many ways.

[Neville]

Hello William .. the poppy, in particular the red one is indeed very special to many of us Brits & a poignant symbol we chose to wear just before 11th November each year in memory of the many lives lost, particularly during WW1 but also WW2 and is also meant to symbolize hope ... May I respectfully suggest that if you have not done so already, to read 'In Flanders Field' by John McCrae .. many thanks for taking time to consider these words of mine sir ................... Neville

[Aluppi Jampur]

Your poem is as meaning full as the poppies.
I can't help think though, I thought "civilized" nations were better than war.
And here we are ... on the cusp of another big one.

[Neville]

Thank you kindly Chrome, I sincerely hope you are wrong, but fear you may well be write ... Neville

[Crowley]

Is it a tribute to Veterans or the multi taking, ever symbolic flower the always seems to to be described in one way or another violently at one end of the spectrum, respectfully at the other end and with great admiration to those with addictive personalities. This is a very full piece of writing with is many ways to take the content besides the obvious. Neville...you are always pushing the envelope, I think its in your genetic code.

[Neville]

Hello stranger .. many thanks mate for stopping by here today .. I am delighted you found this particular scribble .. now something of an oldie .. a bit like me really ........ Hope you n the gang are all safe n well Crowley ............... Neville :)

[Lisasview]

As an artist I love the choice of red poppies to illustrate all the other reds in your poem..
Really clever idea Neville..
Lisa, 8am ~ Spain

[Neville]

thank you & kindly my friend .. I do appreciate your opinion as an artist, poet and person .. Neville 16.35 England :)

[Lisasview]

Hi Neville,
Just back from a lovely lunch and friends in an area called Altea... This was after a long work out an s theropetic spa morning also in Altea, exactly 29 minutes from our Fnca in Benitachell.
You are so welcome.. My reviews are always honest..
Lisa

[Neville]

mine too ... where art thou write now Lisa :)

[Lisasview]

In our Finca in Benitatxell
Which is Costa Blanca North Spain
Lisa

[Neville]

Ah' thank you Lisa now in your Finca in Benitatxell
Costa Blanca North Spain .. Take care & stay well .. Neville still in England :) x