Profound Compunction Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Deep targets in my Dutch rational
this morning brisk, verdant, impetuous and vital
the morn blessed with light, sunshine and Divine Words
the enlightened sky with many worldly-colored birds
coming together at Victoria Lake rivers
at this point of temperate sober Nederland waters,

where to do those birds fly
in magical Kenya to the warmest valleys
nestling between huge emerald grass
and crimson branches of ghostlike trees
drop their youngsters and fly northward back
again to dark Africa, awaiting their next track,

life is like a merry-go-round
the times you go swinging with, the sound
so exciting, so enthralling, and embodying
the final stops, in the end, are like in singing
if your voice gives up, you are distraught
not conscious but overused as you thought….

© Sylvia Frances Chan
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AD.Tuesday 7th November 2017
@ 7.47 hrs. AM. Cool, chilly morn - cold -
minus 2 Celcius Degrees,
the sun is shining bright, full of brightness,
WOW! What a contradiction....

As posted on PF:
Tuesday 24 Novwmber 2015 ~~ @ 9.18 hrs.a.m.
Cool day, pretty warm-6 C Degrees