A Poem Is A Kiss On The Horizon Poem by Roula Pollard

A poem,
my poem, is a
kiss on the horizon
voice from red lips in
love, expectancy as time
as energy runs on lips
lips, as in lovers' dream
a time comes, blessed time
when a healer utters a prayer
hope grows on my knees, as prayers
as red geranium hanging from a balcony
express gratefully the gratitude of their
heart, when the sea enjoys her blueness
when seagulls find their food in the sea
when waves roll on their own happiness
here-there comes a time for humankind
to recoverits mind, as it always has tried to do
and waits, awaits, as sea waves move forcefully
A seagull says "Mankind needs urgently a cure,
to awaken from its fever, fears, its rising heat
of clouds-wars, mankind needs another peaceful dawn

a cure, multiple cures, research, even better a miracle"
a seagull says, as I send a poem like a kiss to the horizon

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