+ Petals Of Motherly Charm Poem by Jordan Legaspi

Morning dew, tears of freshness-hue
Lullaby so true; her face of mosaic blue
She was a mother of two, of Kee and Koe
Mirror image, but clone of him –the foe

It cannot be, mama, it is mid-day, spoke he
The poison bottle consumed the princely Kee
Though the witching hour seems so hardy for thee
Cast your motherly spell –to free me and he

Your man is here –the visage of a monkey-bee
The deadly shadow; no words of spell he
Mama, be quick let it go; save what left to see
Carefully, yet be bold and wise against the metal knee

Hak, hak, and hek, hek there you go, Wenee
Creature from the past, spirit of their sweet Granee
The dance that was played -and now let it be
Mama, mama cast it now I'll take Wenee’s tree

Blah, blah, blah! Stories to keep me –the fairy Wenee
Bah! Leave me alone I have to go and be free
No, not this magical tale again to entertain me
What I need is the petals and the turns of love from thee.