My Ode

LIKE A BOLT FROM THE BLUE,
SHE BURST INTO MY SCENE:
COZIED UP NEXT TO ME.
SHE SMILED..I YIELDED BACK,
LIKE OLD PALS...WE CHATTED
NEW PAGE ADDED TODAY.
OUR VOICES WATTLED,
THEN OUR EYES PEEKED:
HEARTS SCINTILLATED JAGGEDLY.
WINGLESS SPIRITS SOARED HIGH
UN-ORCHESTRAED MELODY CHIMES
RAZZMATAZZED RYTHM FOR TWO
NOW YESTERDAY REPEATS FOREVER.
Sydney Pikelela Gutyungwa©2020

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  1. The greatest thing about Poetry is the ability to create a world where no one has never been to: fully loaded with reality and a habitat so real which one could almost touch, feel and see in real time without becoming psychotic.

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The author would really appreciate your constructive comments based on how you understood and interpret each poem. Poems can mean different things to different persons and all views can be correct as long as they conform to the contents thereof. This is the beauty of Poetry.

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