Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 35,573 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

The Blue Violet Its Mouth Opens - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The blue violet its mouth opens
As if with hunger desperate
In mid-desert pining, pining, pining
Or like a wounded soldier as he lies
On the blood-soaking earth and from his mouth
A tall thin pencil of red comes out:
So am I now like the blue violet
I lie in desperation hit to ground
And wish for the dews of Dawn
To quench my thirst.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011



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