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MY BIRTH MARK
thousands of islands lace seashore
where gumamelas are kissed, sun -dressed
as tanned guitars hum of sweet lore,
dainty the womenfolk, finessed
by Orient Pearl’s fluid tresses,
while garlands spill in their baskets
crowning fiestas with blessed wishes.
And trawlers halt to relish town’s zest
nightfall peaking of hymn’s embers,
billow of smiles swaying , contented
unto dewed coastlines, heritage bares
ripples of charm gleam on fine shed,
my dawn and night broth, my daily gland
where love dwells, my birth mark…homeland.
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For Leonora Galinta’s Home Contest
by nette onclaud
*gumamela—a hibiscus plant found in Asia
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