FebulousFebruary 2025: Lost and Found

On a winter’s day in February grey,

In England the sun still shines upon

Those of us who blossom and bloom

In heaven, over oceans, and from far away.

Temperature drop, wind unforgiving swirling leaves of red, gold. A highland fling.

Chubby poppy seed pod rattles, shrivels, splits revealing pearly blacks

to a temptress wind who draws and delivers them to warm moist earth.

Wherever the brilliant red paper-thin blooms appear, that is home.

No sooner than the blooms appear, the temptress wind returns

She knows my name

The roots wither and wait

Home is ever present yet nowhere to be found

A joint effort by Lauren Thompson (Christchurch, New Zealand) Fiona Thomson (age 58) Margate, Kent and Ece Ozdemiroglu, London.