Melancholy Poppies

I walk through a field of melancholy poppies,

with my big anime eyes,

and hair as white as a crystal Moon.

Winter's third child,

I was an Arctic timber wolf in my previous life.

I am a hidden refuge of the Forest.

I have awaited thousands of years to be re-born,

and on this night,

in a field of poppies.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

For some reason this made me think of a movie called Valhalla Rising. I'm not sure why exactly. You should watch it and tell me why.

[light and ashes]

well, it somewhat reminiscent of Viking Mythology. I'm not sure if that was intentional or not, but I'm glad you enjoyed it..
thank you for stopping by.

[red93]

Ooh I love this light - a Woman and a Date with Destiny. Did you know the whole ethos of Poppies to remember the World Wars originates from a WW1 Poem by Bristol UK Poet Isaac Rosenberg ? ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[light and ashes]

No, I did not. Thank you for the review.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem my dear friend. Years ago when I was in Death Valley. The desert coyote would follow me. Every morning. I would feed them and I would give them water. I became Sgt. Coyote to my soldiers. I adored the poetry. Good to know freedom my friend.
Coyote

[light and ashes]

Maybe you were a Coyote, in another life..
probably not..
but it's a cool possibility to think about. Thank you for reading and reviewing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Maybe my friend? I enjoyed the tale and you are welcome.