I am no taller than a mushroom
I wear a faded wispy crown
God painted me milk and java
baked under the equatorial sun
I see through chocolate pools
resting on a soggy oval plain
that often spouts gibberish
whenever the full moon reigns
My flower is Impatiens
I am Never-ending War*
But blessed is he who married me –
for him, sainthood isn’t too far.
*It seems that my name, Imelda, means ‘all consuming battle”, “warrior”, and “powerful fighter”, among others. Did my name give me my character or did I fulfill my name’s calling? 😉 I wonder.
This poem is weeks old. I wrote this following an April 2014 PAD Challenge prompt. I did not have a chance to link with DVERSE when it had Self-Portrait as theme so, I am taking the chance to share this one now. It’s a little silly poem but it was fun writing it especially since I got the chance to tease my husband in the last line. 🙂
Ah, before I forget, my friend Diane of HOME TO GO TO informed me about A Greatful Man’s Poetry’s plan to publish a collection of poems. If any of you is interested to submit a piece for consideration, please visit his link for more information. Also, check out Diane’s page and say “HI.” She is a one wise and good person to know. 🙂 And yes, please don’t forget to check the PUB’s Oferings this weekend. Thank you all.