explore a country
by bus train boat and walking
endless nuances
of people places nature
savour such special moments
rural or urban
a cultural condiment
art dance music words
untold natural wonders
gems around every corner
vast experience
beyond tourist gazetteer
lifes outlook changes
and perceptions remoulded
physical and mind travels
A season of reflection,
We set ourselves apart,
We lay our hearts on the altar of meditation,
We alight from dawn’s cart.
We hold the lamp into the night,
We search the hidden places of our chamber,
We sojourn into the light,
Awakened from our souls’ slumber.
A season of rebirth,
There’s an overhauling from the inside,
We draw out from the wells of mirth,
It’s evident on the outside.
We’re remoulded as we seek the Divine,
We’re in tune with nature,
We’re joined to the pristine vine,
This behooves a sturdy stature.
April 2, 2024.
This isn’t something new -
He still betters her,
Even in pay; definitely in the
Freedom to choose, to have
Intellectual equality, to speak, be heard, be
Respected in a public forum.
Every child is by woman born
Regardless of class, or race, of
Ability or agility, whether it be hard
Grit or a natural gift that could
Expand a horizon, then only to be
Sheltered by their sex, by gender politics.
Our past though can be remoulded by your present hands,
Now more than ever needed, for their future.
A new kind of poet,
Rebaked and remoulded,
Penning by dreaming,
Prophetic nib,
Cautiously articulate
By visionary inspiration.
A new kind of poet,
Unrestrained by marauding lips.
A new kind of poet with
Unremitting thought.
BY: CHARLES MELODY (LIGHTNING INK).
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