Vivian Belford- Three Poems

MISS DAWN

 

There you are Miss Dawn, bathing on my mind  

Weird and wonderful beauty but endowed with grief

Tapping away at my insentience

Excessively close for comfort

And

Back to veracity

Then,ceaseless worries jolts, with it, lover’s quarrel confirms

Leaving misunderstandings and sad taste of mistrust

So

I constantly wish for a sleep to dream you back

To this sure world of peaceful trance

For

I dread to arise to Dawn’s cock and bull

 And the nasty fight of blood left in its ugly trail

LIFE

 

This is life unfolding…

Sad tales of death announced

As well as happy cries of “it’s a baby boy” echoes

Flesh ruptures softly in nightly nuptial moans

As well as painful torn skin under hidden lock and key

Saints slaying sins in congregational cathedrals

As well as robbers robbing minds at old roger’s creaky mill

Life goes on regardless…

EMBER CLAN

 

Stirred by September’s loving hands

Enthused by October’s soulful eyes

Seduced by November’s sweetly lips

Enchanted by December’s taunting heart

Beware of these ember clan.. 

BIO 

Vivian Belford is a freelance writer by day and an aspiring actor by night, she started writing professionally in 2013, some of her work has been featured in Indian periodicals, Tuck magazine Creativity webzine. She is currently staring in her own movie "living and dying with a smile"

and she writes from Abuja Nigeria.