A Leonine Moment Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

A Leonine Moment



Yellow lion teeth like petals of love
I picked in the green savannah grass,
it had just stopped raining and pearls,
as glass bead around a child´s neck,
glinted in the sun that had been hiding
behind rain pregnant clouds, thunder
and lightening; far away I heard
a lion roar, inconsolable was its loss.

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