Larosh Jan Poem by Xelam Kan™
Larosh Jan
On a frosty morn of 26.2.14
my stoic heart got sick and sore(as if venom is sprinkled on a skin)
and at that moment; goodness my!
that poisoned every wind
(when she was called in) .
In frustration i felt
my patience evanesced,
like a winter sun- glowing cold.
At 10 a.m
(besides swash of rain and wind)
i heard;
a cry of a child
though meek and mild(a sign of life)
appeared from the frozen walls
of the 'Country Hall'. And after-while
like a lil hare wild,
he opened his eyes and was welcomed
by the seven skies.
Once a spirit, he is now from us.
well, almost two years to the day i left another comment, he we are again. i had forgotten this poem, but i LOVE IT. to MyPoemList.......if it isn't there already. again, i loved: In frustration i felt my patience evanesced, see my earlier comment for more praise and (of course) intelligent words. of course your name is now changed! of the poems i've read from you, i think i understand and appreciate/enjoyed this one most of all. i hope mom and child are well; oh, and you also/too! ! bri :)
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4/25/2024 6:48:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Bri Edwards had sent this poem to me. Though it is written from a man's point of view still Being a mother and grand mother I enjoyed this poem very much. Glad to have come to know of your poetry.