Room

Room

I shall not go astray 
My paradise garden awaits 
It bares of plenty 
Autumn’s breath fills the air
My spirit is young 
My soul is calm 
I harvest joy
From wherever it comes
A lively rainforest 
Of pelican, scarlet macaw and tucson

The willow tree weeps and drowns in its sorrow 
The cascading waterfall 
 Pours sweet honey 
A rose perfumes the place

During dreary nights of gloom
When my mind is wild and off tune
Sweet, warm ginger and cinnamon 
Makes space and give me room
The moon looks down winks and grins 
I get assurance 

Cactus pear and aloe 
Guard against thieves
Their spiky blades make tongues bleed
And leaves mouthes bitter in deed




Marckincia Jean
Free verse 
06/25/19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Watt Avatar
August 5, 2020 at 2:39 PM
Nice poem. I like the sights and scents of your paradise garden.
Jean Avatar
August 8, 2020 at 4:46 AM
Thanks, John.
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