by Alice B. Clagett

Sometimes I feel like a DC-3,
intent upon a trans-Atlantic flight,
touched down, most disconcertingly,
on wind-swept Ganderland
to have its engine tweaked

Only to find
wild poppies
dancing in a sea of green,
wafting their scent
across these idle wings.

----a gift of love,
  on the way to Lake Isabella,
  California, 27 June 2003

from "The Chalice and the Crucible"   Site home page: 2U3D

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