Evensong of Hope
Evensong of Hope
We all hope for freedom from pain.
Or..that our sadness will go away.
Or, please God, let my dear lover, stay.
In dry spells, most citizens hope for rain.
As poets, we hope to create beauty.
To move and melt other fellow souls.
Glistening like bright amber coals….
Writing, indeed, ‘tis our spiritual duty!
We hope we one day get a POTD.
I declare, one for you and one for me!
We can sip tea, then, under my orange tree.
And may courage, always come to us easily.
Be your genuine self here, no matter what.
Impressive poems, do impact me not.
Make other poet souls, come alive, not rot!
Freshly scented, breezy, as sliced coconut.
10/16/2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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