Poppies (cavatina)

Red they bloom as if coals from flaming hell,
they do glitter,
are shivering in the slight wind, I do
sometimes titter
at their emblazing beauty, while bees buzz,
birds do twitter;
God must have made them to be so lovely,
they awake feelings of longing in me.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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