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
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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