Mother’s spirits had risen

28 November 2015

 

 

The sun regained cold

Petunias withered up

White and pink faces

Soft pastels played in my Heart

A bridge of purple faded

 

 

Citrus evergreen

Haunted by orange speckles

Bore timid blossoms

A shade of penance hung low

Within branches of my thoughts

 

 

Hibiscus rose red

Tussled with bougainvillea

Prominent flowers

The crimson in my mind’s shades

Spoke of bleeding memories

 

 

Frangipani bloomed

Delicate orange on white

Its scent thief of Hearts

Captured throb within ribcage

Sought bloom’s renewed tenderness

 

 

 

Grass ran through Earth’s brown

Carpet of fresh green kingdoms

Grasshoppers’ domain

Mother’s sprits had risen

Winding through me a new hope

 

 

The moon rose silver

Exhaling through jasmine’s breath

Faint springtime’s treasures

Hushed feeling of renewal

Coursed through my Heart lily white

 

 

 

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