PANCAKE POPPIES

 

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We, all of you with me,
travel miles of spring saved
by a thunderstorm—Jeffers’

old violence not too old
to beget new values

blinding splotches of gold,

bright pancake poppies
a squinted eye can’t absorb.
We are rich, wealthy in places

we cannot spend away
from here, yet want to take,
steal with a camera

to share with the poor
punching clocks, chasing dollars
in corrals they have built.

 

8 responses to “PANCAKE POPPIES

  1. This “poor punching clocks, chasing dollars” soul is thankful you let us travel with you in your photos and poetry. Those “pancake poppies” look good enough to eat!

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  2. Love this. Thank you for sharing! On Feb 20, 2016 7:40 AM, “drycrikjournal” wrote:

    > John posted: ” We, all of you with me, travel miles of spring saved by > a thunderstorm—Jeffers’ old violence not too old to beget new values— > blinding splotches of gold, bright pancake poppies a squinted eye can’t > absorb. We are rich” >

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  3. So much truth here, John: how to really be rich, corrals we build or allow ourselves to be penned into.

    janet

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  4. Absolutely fantastic! The photo too. Wish I could send one a took a few years back with the bluest sky backdrop. And the other 47 wonder why we live in Calif.

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