Timaima

…on the art of expression

Poem: Spring Key

It should be illegal to be so busy.  I have to unwillingly admit to not paying my Poetry or Blogs the attention they deserve …but by some coronation of creative-cosmic dusting …I managed to miraculously whip up ‘Spring Key’.  So, before I begin posting anything about Summer ….I wanted to pay homage to one of my better Spring creations.

Spring Key

Of Spring

A scented wind
blows in the season
A revelation
of sweet and soft
Changes
Peel off
like rose petals
Surrendering
to the breezes
A sensory treat
on skin
of warm whispers
at the ear
Mixed
with melodic humm
Churning
like slow roll
of thick honey
Whose amber glisten
Burst
as  tiny beads
of golden sucre
on  Tongue’s bed
A gentle treading
A tormenting teasing
As branches
of leaves
Captured
in Wind’s
swaying embrace
Locked
in Dance’s fervor
Begging
for Release
An offering
to gain Peace
As  a wafting
of a sound
Sweeps in
to coarse
an infection
of Play
A tingling
An excitement
gives way
to Disarmament
As the spreading
of Wings
Arms
turns a Key
to receive
The Season.

Copyright Timaima JMY

 

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