Nature and Me
In a beautiful springtime cocklight
I woke up into a sweet daydream
Damsel of God dancing in delight
Staging her grace, an elegant theme.
I was called to hug her in love
And showered with her aspergillum
Then a soft breeze to give a shove
Urging me to dance with the rhythm.
In a gasconade greenish dress
Painted in flowers and flying birds
Her ups and downs are in depress
She a beauty, waiting to embrace.
Out of the blue, woke from my dream
I saw my sweetheart sprawling naked
Her dress was torn and stolen in a gleam
By a group of lusty crooked.
They cut her ornaments – trees and meadows
Her flowers vanished and so the birds
She laid as a desert weeping endless
Her tears dried up and so the lakes
Fallen on knees I cried with her
Nature and me, ready to revive
A piece of cloth gone from the attire
To be returned, for us to survive.
Submitted on December 16, 2019, for STRAND SPECIAL 3 ,any form ,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
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