Such dainty creatures

and light headed

with an expression of ultimate femininity

they plunge their hairy legs into earth

the fuzz of selfassurance


Pluck a poppy

and all too fast she wilts


her resiliance reliant 

on the jam and juice

the Joy of being bound and grounded

then strung on that chord

she hums

like a fragile festive balloon

spreads her colour

along the railroad tracks

where she hangs out

with bluebells, daisies and dandelions

those feisty rascals


homeless and unwanted

they celebrate

in each others exquisite company

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