Desert Poppies – A Poem

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admire the waving yellow poppies, their throats flushed with red,
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Tumbleweed in Barbed Wire Fence

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Ominous clouds, they are possibility.
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when seeds swell with moisture, they open.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She is exploring creative photography and emotion in a  series called Desert Lines – a combination of visual lines and written lines.