Florence wears her poppy with pride.
Bloody Mary at the ready ,
fag a dangle from painted lips,
burgeoning breasts child bearing hips.
All a wobble; she waits for the last post.
Lips a tremble; as she drinks a silent toast.
Her eyes and demeanour belie her pain the most.
An orphan of war; his body unfound.
Buried deep beneath foreign ground.
For peace he fought and lost his life,
then suicide tore away his grieving wife.
Alone, eyes all a puddle, she stands. Two minutes never brings them back. Silently clasping her shaking hands.
While, we all remember them.
Do you think my attempt is too fickle for such a poignant rememberance? Leave me a comment its good to talk.
Thanks to the artist of Florence who holds full copyright, giffy for use of tumbling animation. Both poem and poppies are my own.
This is me being both excited and invincible.
I guest post on The recipe hunter press Here if you would like to peruse her fabulous foody blog in advance. Or if like me you would like to contribte I am sure she would love to hear from you all.
I want to thank Esme for inviting me, it will be my first guest post ever… EVER! sorry just felt the need there to be excited in advance.
I just love this world of blogs and blogishiousness.
And it is my birthday what a better present could I have?
Happy happy birthday to me on July the twenty Fourth.
My answer to a beautiful poem left on a passing blog JAMILA MURTAZA she asks what i would tell my six year old self. read it here
After reading her poem I leave this for her. I hope you like it.
I wipe the wet from my face
and wish it wasn’t so.
But as a teen there are still
horrors you don’t know.
Things that make myself gasp
That slip through my aging grasp
hate and fear don’t belong
To a girl so very young.
I have known so very long
that love resides inside a song
And despite the pain and dying air
this world is full of loving care.
Have a wonderful week.
Do me a favour stop by her place tell her I sent you, follow and comment, fill up the space. Her talent is to be encouraged by all of us here, give her a clap give her a cheer.
leave me a comment *whispers* it feels like I’m collecting a wage. 😆
Being nominated for a happiness tag is charming, I thank
Pamela said coming to my blog always made her happy.
To Have the happieness tag you must list
5. Things that make you happy.
5. Songs that make you happy.
5. Bloggers that make you happy.
Let them know you nominate them and you are done.
No1. My Husband makes me happy
No2. My immediate family make me happy
No3. My writing makes me happy
No.4 My life makes me happy
No5. I! make me happy.
In truth I am the happiest I have ever been, I love life, I make everyone smile, (except for those who don’t know me) maybe I am funny, who knows or cares. I am just me, HAPPY!
No1. The Cure this reminds me especially on Fridays.
No.2. T. Rex I love to Booggie and this scene in Billy Elliot together have me singing (very badly) and dancing (like a sugar Plum fairy ) at the first note.
No.3. Because my Dad loved this and it’s my second Fathers day (in England)without him on the 19th June. I will be happy remembering how happy it made him.
No4. I just love this.
No.5. Cold play always make me happy and I particulary like yellow.
I nominate for the happieness tag
No.1 Lucy. She is funny and upbeat and makes me laugh.press here to read her
No.2. Chris the story reading ape has made me happy by helping me with ping backs and all things bloggy, Chris’s blog posts often make me laugh.
Press here to join Chris and his blog.
No.3. Steph Richmond , she has a wicked sence of fun and her book is super too “the community ” https://scrichmondblog.wordpress.com/blog/
No.4 Erica kind because she just is. Press now to visit.
No.5 Coleen of silver threading press here to go and feel happy
Thank you every one please let me know if you left here happy 😀 😄 🙂 😉 😇