I Live On The Shore Of A Volcano Poem by Aleksandra Polyakova
I Live On The Shore Of A Volcano
I live on the shore of a volcano
Every day I give birth to a child,
And in the wet silt of heaven I plant
The seeds warmed in the palms
The night goes by and the mango sprouts
The day goes by and the stones come to life
My children rush in the valley.
Catch the clouds over the valley.
Well expressed thoughts and feeling nicely encapsulated with insight. Thanks for sharing, Aleksandra.
in the wet silt of heaven I plant The seeds warmed in the palms The night goes by and the mango sprouts..... catching the clouds over the valley.. what a wonderful imagination of giving birth everyday in nature.. tony
A good start with a nice poem, Aleksandra. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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The night goes by and the mango sprouts The day goes by and the stones come to life My children rush in the valley. Catch the clouds over the valley.. what a powerful imagination.. in little lines you convey a lot dear poetess. tony