Laurie Van der Hart


Goodbye Poppy Hill - Poem by Laurie Van der Hart

Every year, for a few wonderful weeks
Poppy Hill brightened our lives
With a fantastic show of colour
Like an enormous flock of red-winged butterflies
Had descended upon the summer field
Up there where it was peaceful and calm
Away from the madding crowd
The bustle of the city just a distant hum
Providing solace and food for the soul

But now, the magic has been broken
The graceful flock will never descend again
On Poppy Hill
For the bulldozers are there now
Clearing away every trace of nature
Removing the green spring meadow
Replacing it with one brown block
Of empty earth
Make way for progress
Make way for houses
Humans have discovered this spot
It has a great view, of course

My heart hurts
No poppies this year
To light up my soul
And lift me up
And give me wings

But I know that
Somewhere
Tiny poppy seeds
Seeds of hope
Have flown with the wind
And found earth
In which to grow
They will sprout
No doubt
Wherever they are
And bring us joy
Once more

Topic(s) of this poem: beauty, environment, flowers, peace, sadness, summer


Comments about Goodbye Poppy Hill by Laurie Van der Hart

  • Glen Kappy (5/1/2018 8:11:00 AM)

    You remind me with this, Laurie, how God provides food for our souls as well as for our bodies. Blessed be he! And blessed be you. -Glen (Report)Reply

    Laurie Van Der Hart(5/5/2018 7:19:00 AM)

    Yes, food for the soul! I really have an appetite for it and am loving the spring. Thank you for your kind comment and message telling me about it. I don't know what's up with PH.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 23, 2018



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