Candy Bright

"Look towards him and be radiant;
   let your faces not be abashed."

                                                         Psalm 33:6

                                                                                                   photos by  Google Public Domain

                                                                                                 

                                                          Is there any happiness
                                                             as candy bright
                                                          as the orange-red poppies

                                                          bursting mayhem
                                                             on the slopes of morning?

                                                         They are rolling
                                                             on the backs of grasses

                                                         through the fields
                                                             of light

                                                         as though there is nothing
                                                             of dark

                                                         dread or loss
                                                             beneath--

                                                         or no hand breaking
                                                             the stems of life;

                                                         as if, all the globe-blue day
                                                            they have nothing better to do
                                                         than rumpus

                                                         their riot of red
                                                            beneath the hiding stars--

                                                         shouting out
                                                            taunts

                                                         from black tongues
                                                            into the priggish air

                                                         before the 
                                                            flabbergasted 
                                                    
                                                         dark
                                                            plunks down
                                                         on their fun.