Panagiota Romios Poet Free verse

Spiritus

Spiritus

Why is it that specific memories
haunt me daily?
These most welcomed dearest friends!
Like comfortable, warm velvet slippers,
Hugging and warming, today's dreams.

Sipping that first brewed coffee,
Why is that so heavenly a scent?
And the flickering flames of the heater?
Warm, comforting, crackling.
Magically return, my spirit's searing desires.

Floating all about my head and pushing
the quill of my spirit-filled pen.
Mellow lightning in my brain, yes.
Birthing, God willing, poem to soothe
The hearts of angst ridden women and men.

Panagiota Romios
4/17/2019

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart April 17, 2019 at 1:56 PM Rich, wondrous, noble ink, the title lovely played. x Panagiota Romios April 17, 2019 at 2:06 PM Maureen! I totally must admit how much I appreciate your ability to say so much in so few words. And, oh! Thank you for commenting. Each Comnent is a gift from one poet to another. Panagiota. Happy Easter Bunny!