A Wreath Of Tulips (To My Mother) Poem by Mordecai Otieno

A Wreath Of Tulips (To My Mother)

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My mother dresses her hair in a wreath
Not of roses or thorns or thorny roses
but an opulent garden of tulips
whereupon virtue is an ageless tenant
and mirth a constant visitor
Betwixt those flawlessly wrought petals,
that fragrant foliaged labyrinth
of scarlet and yellow misgivings
is sired a glow so bright
it bereaves the blind of sight

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copyright (c) Mordecai 'Octavius' Otieno 2012
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Mordecai Otieno

Mordecai Otieno

Nairobi, Kenya
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