LOVE’S PICKETS

Oh for such titillation

And sensual bliss-

Love’s elixir enlivening

Hearts of amorous beings

With arms entwined and curves

Aligned in serpentine pose…

Magic unfolds with rhythmic flair.

‘Tis of such that the poets rave

That where love’s pickets

Bind two hearts and flames alight

As from a homely hearth-

Songs of the lyre thrills the air.

But when love is spent….

Rancid and stale, it burns

With the sting of aged brine;

So take heed you feuding birds

And bid not one another gloom.

By

Hope Kalé Ewusi ©
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REFLECTIONS

                REFLECTIONS

“In The Shade Of A Pecan Tree”

Curious souls in trivial quest oft’ seek to know

By what design the rushing wind blows,

But in the throes of deeper contemplation

Oft’ ponder the meaning and nature of things.

Thus from reflection to illumination - triumph ensues

For to know is to seek and decode the sage’s brow.

Yet triumph, though sweet a serpentine bliss

Onto fallenness  and shades of blue must bow.

For loss, change-decay to life is bound,

Like an importunate foe courting our door.

Still not to the wise alone  such keenness is due.

If onto fatal instincts the laggard concedes,

Doomed are his sails when life’s gale tidings blow

Yet in life, hope abides to all who would accede.

By

Hope Kalė Ewusi ©
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