Striking Chords a Fold poem was first posted here at VERSES April 14th 2021
Read today April 14th 2022 at dVerse Open Link Live. LISTEN...

LIGHT OF PEACE
Follow this path of sultry butterfly,
Facing the light winding through dark.
Focus on the tiny ray, this is no lie.
See a future by hope and prayer.
Dispersed pieces of sultry butterfly,
Fit them into wholesome whole.
Bread, hugs, a smile as you pass by;
Though your heart's a-splintered.
Inhale faith, victory raise up high,
Claim that heart to rebuild after,
Fitted peace to path of sultry butterfly.
LIGHT OF PEACE © gillena cox
NOTE
Hosanna: I used photos from the internet for my mosaic today
Advent of Easter, the rituals of fasting, abstinence and more consious acts of charity, draw those faithful, into another season of repentance and renewal.
Here in Trinidad and Tobago, the whether aggravates thirsty throats; is torrid, dry, likely to bush fires and Sahara Dust.
And yet in the mountains, savannahs, parks, the poui burst forth with its incandence of blooming, pinks and yellows, that no one can deny.
Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow, here we gaze struck in awe again and again in poui infloresence.
© gillena cox 2022
AUBADE IN ORANGE STREAKS
Dawn sneaks in like trousers
Of a lover pulled up in dim light
Leaving the blanketed night
Still asleep in dream of a tryst
She stirs slightly with a smile
Orange bliss hints to memory
Echoing still in slippery
Wane of cresent moon's naughty
Glow trussed between dark
Of cloudy semblance waiting
Chords of white egrets croaking
A hankering to remain in secreting
AUBADE IN ORANGE STREAKS © gillena cox 2022
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
REVISIT
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When wind is right for kite flying
And poui trees dress up for sight seeing
Even back then in lock down days
Nature still held to her awesome ways
No springtime for us
Even though we got the Sahara dust
Tis our Dry Season
© gillena cox 2022

