Speak No Evil Poem by Sarita Milliner

As I sit enjoying the penumbra of the crepuscular sky,
Suddenly all hell breaks loose, I hear a sonorous cry.
"I have no room for jealousy or a cynical upheaval! "
With exuberant energy, a quick response, yet, I Speak No Evil!
Matters not the visceral thought, behind this desultory exchange,
All minds are clear, with visual halcyon recall, of an opulent coastal range.
 
Written By: Sarita A Milliner © 2/2/16