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The Poppy

I walk a poppy universe,
I rattle the hourglass’s isles,
Where time slows down and turns to hope
And I’m a brush that paints for miles.

I balance on a single finger;
At first all’s white and undefiled.
From star to star I jump alone
Only to find I’m still a child.

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Akiane Kramarik is a world renowned painter who has been featured on Fox News, BBC, The Epoch Times, and many other venues. She currently resides in West Palm Beach, Florida. Discover more about her work at www.akiane.com. 

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One Response

  1. Joseph S. Salemi

    This is a lovely and very concise lyric.

    The line “I rattle the hourglass’s isles” is unexpected, strange, and hard to forget. The fact that the image cannot be readily visualized shows the sheer power of language to create beauty ex nihilo.

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