Lovely little California poppies,

humbly scattered through the grassy roadside

margins, splashing the green

with riveting bits of orange.

Gather them up and bring them home.

Be warned – very soon they will drop their petals,

but don’t clear the petals away.

Let them stay.

And keep watching.

Petals dropped, the seed pod, with its little disc,

lengthens out,

elongates, and dries.

What next?

(I’m sure you know).


  1. How graceful these are Lynn , I’d not really quite appreciated the inner structure of a Californian Poppy before …..
    Somehow from your words here I’m reminded now of a line from the poem Tam o’ Shanter by Robbie Burns
    “But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white–then melts for ever”.
    Hope you are enjoying a less *work -y weekend 😉 x


    • Made me laugh! 🙂 I appreciate your honesty. Refreshing in this arena of gushing superlatives. Not that I wouldn’t hate it if no one gushed, but you know what I mean. Too many of us – myself included, hesitate to say anything that could be interpreted as sounding negative.


    • Thank you Lynne, I was pleased with the way they came out and am wondering if there will be any more around. I’d like to work at this more. We’ve had some heat and the first flush is gone, but I think they’ll come back again – we’ll see!


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