Linda Alice Fowler Poet Kyrielle

Oh My Sweet Lord

Orange fire-blazoned indigo sky
crackling the night’s desperate cry,
leaving the hot wind’s breath pursy.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.

Rising flames painted the dawn’s light,
no oasis, no ease in sight,
leaving the barren earth thirsty.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy

Night fell with enflamed full moon.
Both flora and fauna fell swoon,
corporeal controversy.	
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.

Abundant water covered the night
granting reprieve from parching blight,
reviving life; bear gramercy.
Thank the sweet Lord for His mercy.

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Caren Krutsinger August 17, 2022 at 12:06 AM Gorgeously penned - in tribute to nature; I expect to see this one in the podium as a big winner. Linda Alice Fowler August 17, 2022 at 6:34 AM Thank you Caren. You are a welcome visitor! Linda

Valsa George August 11, 2022 at 8:47 PM After a hot spell, the earth and the plants got drenched in pouring rain ! Such a cooling experience. A beautiful poem, Linda. All the Best ! Linda Alice Fowler August 12, 2022 at 5:08 AM Hello Valsa! Thanks so much for your visit and lovely comment. Linda