Redolent

REDOLENT

Curtain of night

pinned with stars

crickets serenading a dancing breeze

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Water wafting wilfully

on slime-smoothed stones

singing songs of appease

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A lilting song

picking pirouetting petals

from fragrant frangipani trees

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Intoxicated spirit

quietly redolent of the Highest Call

Enamoured Soul on its knees!

- Adiela Akoo

from Lost in a Quatrain

This poem was shortlisted and a finalist in a competition by Rui M Publishing. It appeared in the Nature 2018-2019 Anthology. First published in Lost in a Quatrain. It has also been published by OZofe