Hymn of a Sunrise Poetess
Each day the sunrise voice whispers softly:
"Panagiota, reach for your pen!"
I resist and huddle under plaid winter covers
just wishing this voice would please, hush!
Are their no soul plugs for our lyric souls?
My creaking bones want to sleep but my heart
whispers, "Oh, nay, rise thee!"
So, I give into these craven feelings to write.
Hobble to my sweet kitchen, with my body in
resistance, yet making French coffee, even so.
I can write, is about all I can do, as my eye strength
and very slow typing prevent me from commenting
to my sweet friends, Do not think, I am ignoring you.
I have goals, as you, and I do post regularly.
That is....if well I can see!
A much better poetess, I so desire to become.
So learning classical poetry is my goal.This will take time.
Please bear with me in my soul?
May love and forbearance for all, be our goals.
May Angels inspire you and your God guide you!
Love, Pangie
11-24-2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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