2nd July 2018

poppy heads
dry as the earth beneath them
rattle in the breeze

© Rachel Green 2018

honesty
can be sometimes cruel
a four year old asks his mother
"do you love me?"
Of course I do, she replies,
I love you to the moon and back.
Later in the month
there's a lunar eclipse
when it turns red as blood.
How deep is that love?

© Rachel Green 2018