Mary Spain

Poppy Field - Poem by Mary Spain

A sea of living crimson caught my eye
Of oriental splendour, out of place
Beneath the pastel of an English sky
Where soft-toned pastures etch the tranquil face
Of Summertime, A silken, poppied sea
That shimmered in the early morning sun,
And with true beauty's generosity
Held out its cup of joy to everyone.
The sober hedgerows glowed a richer hue,
The willow-herb a dainty blush revealed,
And I have never seen a sky as blue
As that which smiled upon the poppy field.
Sweet flowers that bring men sleep, you brought to me
A wakened joy that lives in memory.

Comments about Poppy Field by Mary Spain

  • (5/18/2015 1:02:00 AM)

    Just read this piece again..... beautiful. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/17/2010 2:45:00 PM)

    A lovely English country scene. (Report) Reply

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (5/29/2009 3:14:00 AM)

    'And I have never seen a sky as blue
    As that which smiled upon the poppy field.'

    A joyful poem with soft-green imageries.
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  • (4/16/2009 4:23:00 AM)

    Thought this was lovely. If you get the time try my perspective.'Poppies' Thanks (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2009 10:21:00 AM)

    very Shakespearean... nice poem very nice indeed thanks a lot - mel =D (Report) Reply

  • (3/8/2009 2:24:00 PM)

    Very beautiful, Mary. Love the the choice of words. As usual, I am left wishing that I could write even half as well. (Report) Reply

  • (12/11/2008 7:01:00 AM)

    Liked this very much Mary One of my favourite flowers for many reasons and one in particular.
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  • (12/6/2008 11:22:00 AM)

    Very nice. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (9/11/2008 9:22:00 AM)

    So beautiful this scene of yours makes me relise and appreciate the joys of nature in your poem. (Report) Reply

  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (5/15/2008 8:10:00 AM)

    as sweet as the poppy flower, as sweet as the chilling dreams, live like forever, live like a popping sips of sahara blended coffee in the morning. how i wish i could live my life with no pain at all.....and just like dancing in the rain.....keep on dancing and singing..........and making love till dawn. memories will live forever in the scars.and to all my buddies who had left me earlier to see god, my prayer for u guys up in peace buddies. thanks to you mary for triggering my twilight 'pop'. (Report) Reply

  • (5/6/2008 2:20:00 PM)

    whoa, beautiful imagery...i guess 'enchanting' could be the word....i like the reference to bringing men sleep, and the idea of pastels..great job! (Report) Reply

  • (2/22/2008 4:29:00 PM)

    This is a brilliant poem, it flows so effortlessly. (Report) Reply

  • (2/20/2008 11:31:00 AM)

    Blow Wordsworth & his daffodils: you've recreated the poppy field in the imagination so clearly that it's a lesson to the rest of us. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (8/21/2007 11:33:00 AM)

    Excellent and beautiful to read. The flow was A1 and the subject I just loved.
    Love Ernestine XXX
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  • (8/9/2006 4:21:00 PM)

    A wonderful word painting of a poppy field. Beautifully and skillfully written. Thank you for sharing your poetic vision with your readers.

    Kindest regards,

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  • (8/9/2006 12:35:00 PM)

    This is a wonderful sonnet Mary and you bring something new to each piece. The image that you give is one of tranquility but a tranquility brought by the end of hostilities: the penultimate line certainly forces that home. What I like about this is the manner in which you have left the change in the narrative up to that line and it works beautifully. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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