Almost all flowers are my favorites, but poppy holds a special place. Is it the fiery red that calls you from a distance and stands out in the field or on the roadside? The ever so black heart with an almost purple shine to it? It certainly is the strength with which she endures the strongest winds. She bends and bows but won't let go of her petals.
But if you pick her, she will soon break. What her message might be is this.
Let me shine let me show, enjoy my abundance but try not to captivate me then the joy will soon fade.
Little wise poppy:-)
'Poppy'
acrylic on canvas
5x5cm 2x2"inch