Pagosa Springs Artists

Poppy Fire

 

I never see Georgia O'Keef's
oriental poppies without seeing
those blossoms as flares. Bursts
of orange fire against a cobalt sky
suddenly squirted into a black night,
giant explosions rocketed above
our dark fields and stacked city
geometrics, their razzle shattering
small hopes, dazzling earthbound
expectations.

 

first published in Bellowing Ark

also published in Storyteller Magazine

also published in The Oak

also published in Northern Stars Magazine

also published in Illinois State Poetry Society 

©2009 Bonnie Manion

   

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