A fine site

Poppy Fields

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Capsules of treasured, fertile dusts

travel across  town landing in unlikely places.

There in the cracks of sidewalks, concrete niches.

Slender paper parachutes of crimson,

transform  vacant lots of broken glass

symbolize lapels of shabby suit jackets.





Author: biochicklet

Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.

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