Melvina Germain

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Wisdom's Feast - Poem by Melvina Germain

O maiden sweet as honey God’s gift certainly brings,
to the vineyards of plenty only the privileged sings
and Queens who sit jubilant upon earthly thrones
carry little less than value as do the proudest drones.

Virgins may dance passionate rhythms of earth’s moon
whilst matrons lag behind hoping once more to swoon.
Poor, poor dears what will the outcome be,
to cry in a river of pain or come back to reality.

Face up ye women of despair, only you can mend and repair,
engage not in debauchery or listen to lies you’ll often hear.
Mind, body, soul may your moral eye see only truth,
cleanse the old and little beyond the ruination of youth.

A tumult of words may pour like rain over thee,
wade through thick waters, swim through the sea.Extinguish blazing flames that tortured your soul,
raise up the torch of freedom, it’s time to be whole.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept.26/2015

Topic(s) of this poem: wisdom

Form: Prose Poem


Comments about Wisdom's Feast by Melvina Germain

  • Bri Edwards (10/13/2015 8:22:00 PM)

    oops! i meant to type did you want Kings or sings? privileged sings :) (Report)Reply

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  • Bri Edwards (10/13/2015 4:44:00 PM)

    did you want Kinigs or sings? privileged sings

    where can i find the dancing virgins? ? my partner is out of town tonight.

    check this line in the poem on PH's poem page. [just a SUGGESTION]. sometimes a naughty bug messes with poems when they are submitted.
    wade through thick waters, swim through the sea.Extinguish blazing flames that tortured your soul,

    i'm not too good with 'wisdom poems'; i'm better with 'foolishness poems'. :) bri

    Melvina, let me know if you want this to go into October's showcase as i read it now. :) thanks.
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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (9/26/2015 10:21:00 AM)

    Face up ye women of despair, only you can mend and repair,
    engage not in debauchery or listen to lies you’ll often hear.
    Mind, body, soul may your moral eye see only truth,
    cleanse the old and little beyond the ruination of youth.

    Verily, women have the power to mend and repair
    and raise the torch of freedom.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 26, 2015



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