Here are two evocative poems by Lily for Different Truths.
Cloying cinnamonic caressing scent of sweet-peas
Wafting across the moss green expanse of gambolling meadows
Bamboo grasses reaching for the moon on wings of silver
Four leafed clover sinking furtively into the purple heather
Sweet peas clutching and clinging
like jealous wives to the pretty picket fence
Their tender prepubescent languorous tendrils
Enticing and luring with the perfumed kasturi
from within their rapturous hearts
Sounds of “paloma blanca” mingling with
he strains of Jim Reeves, thanking the lord
for a new-born day and new mown hay
Ecstatic euphoric sweet peas nodding their
beatific heads to the divine music of the winter breeze
I miss my gardens of yore and you my sweet peas !
When the pines lurch drunkenly
On a tempestuous night
And the skies cry abundantly
At the moonbeam’s flight
Your endearments reverberate
in the realms of the rainbow
Your pachyderm like gait
Sashays into the hollow
Where my heart used to be
It’s lost you know, it’s free!
Pix from Net.
Lily Swarn won the Reuel International Prize for Poetry 2016, Global Poet of Peace and Universal Love, Global Icon of Peace from Nigeria, Virtuoso Award and Woman of Substance. A postgraduate in English from Panjab University, she taught at Sacred Heart College, Dalhousie. A gold medallist for Best All-round Student from GCG Chandigarh, she has University Colours for Dramatics. Widely published and interviewed, she authored, A Trellis of Ecstasy and Lilies of the Valley.