of Poppy
Source: Webster's dictionaryThese too are of a burning color--not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of the poppies. John Steinbeck
But pleasures are like poppies spread- You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river- A moment white-then melts forever. Robert Burns
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below. John McCrae
If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. John McCrae
Ooh, their breath is warm And they smell like sleep, And they say they take me home. Like poppies heavy with seed They take me deeper and deeper. Kate Bush
To eat the lotus of the Nile And drink the poppies of Cathay. John Greenleaf Whittier