Through the beige isle, veins of green holler aloud
Lush foliages of maple, yet I pick upon a rosebud
Mists of sentiment brabble, springing whistles of reminiscing
From the floor, they call out to me, unrelenting
I kept at it, pacing across the vast meadow
Lights begin to dim, even so, I shall escape under the nightly glow
Along the paths, I turned over, my gaze fixed on a lonely, yet luminous flower
Gasping for its life, each breath drew me closer, soon after, I saw it flicker
Taken aback, with these bare hands, I gave it my company
As it swayed, we fell in harmony
The fickle daffodil bathed in silence, hapless, it let out a thud
Gently, sunlight veiled its charcoal petals, a light breeze blew, and I too shall return to mud
Scorching Sun in severe Summer brought draught with arid field.
Rainy season followed, when cracked soil about to cry.
Roaring storm and floating clouds rushed and fought.
Appeared showers when Summer is gone.
Loud thunderbolt, gust thrusts, cloud melts, rain showers.
Plants bathe with branches, foliages.
Silky shiny leaves are kissed by rain drops.
Glistening greenery embowers.
Sun not sizzling, raindrops drizzling.
Soil gets moistened, glossy green grass in mass.
Flooded damped ground .
Football played wearing soggy Jersey.
Immersing one leg on muddy marshy land
standing long - necked crane to catch fish.
Rain showers soothe when Summer is gone.
Dry Nature gets blessings to relish.
All around fine freshness sparkle.
New love cheers, excites, entertains.,
confusing amusing muse of lovers.
Refused love blends in tears with ceaseless rains.
foggy
feather fringes flow
from fine fancy foliages ---
flamboyant foxes
soft, silky, shiny
solemn savory serene ---
saintly sacred scene
shrubs stand so senile
does sun hide his face in fear?
parade of phantoms
03 January 2023
God And His Ways
(Jer 31.3)
God whispers in love to ears near;
screams in anger at hearts far.
His voice roars, rattles the earth; disaster,
a confetti of withered winter foliages
echoes the tumultuous cries of pain.
He draws humans with loving kindness,
saves from disaster with loving anger.
From His heart, unending ballad streams,
rustling awake sleepy eyes,
bursting open stuffed ears.
The ballad serenades God's grace,
His everlasting love.
© 2016 Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi
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