Poppies

Brave souls of impoverished soil
potent charms
who bring ecstatic dreams

Survivor

The flood waters ate away your soil,
but still you remain, standing tall;
your root ball defying gravity.

Dirt Road

It has taken many cities to know
that my way home is off the paved path.
The sound of tires on soil is my welcome song.

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