The field,
Full of poppies,
Was gilded,
By the rising sun,
And each petal,
Delicate,
Translucent,
Was burnished
A richer scarlet.
© Text Caro Ness 2016
A Poppy Field
19 Thursday May 2016
Posted in poetry
19 Thursday May 2016
Posted in poetry
The field,
Full of poppies,
Was gilded,
By the rising sun,
And each petal,
Delicate,
Translucent,
Was burnished
A richer scarlet.
© Text Caro Ness 2016
Caro Field Author 
Hello, where did this picture come from? It’s just beautiful!
Hi Louise. I found it on the net and knew I had to write about it! Tin Eye couldn’t give me an attribution, unfortunately!