Tickle … BOW and WAI – Ubac / Poem by Elizabeth Ongpauco 

Poem by Elizabeth Ongpauco 

BOW and WAI 

Tickle …

Ubac

The rufous rose that grew audaciously from the ubac
Malady did flirt and still does with it like the Judgment Day

Brash days have passed no one noticed
Egyptian darkness for many as proud as Lucifer weeks

Until a day the Blessed African Sun homed in on it
How many sugared miracles can there be

Cryptic…

Her Birthday, 20. 2019
© TICKLE WORLD, UK
Elizabeth Ongpauco

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