Morning song

This morning is sheer poetry
as from my detention cell
my heart sings with the red
freshness of hibiscus flowers
the vivid colour of the ixoras
shooting out of the green abundance
of a heart which resists surrender
to a garden of rank weed and mush.

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Silence Would Be Treason Copyright © 2018 by Íde Corley, Helen Fallon, and Laurence Cox. All Rights Reserved.

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