The rain provides a comfort on blue mornings
Softly taps the metal patio cover
Salves a bleeding heart crying for mercy
Month of May I recollect my lover
If poetry has sorcery to summon
I conjure you in body and in spirit
Formulate a mantra to your heart
Praying that your mental ear will hear it
I call you from the heavens past the rain
Beyond the clouds to the immortal ceiling
Toward the limits of the brain I strain
Until its breakdown in a well of feeling
But what would be so bad about emotion
Should logic fall apart out of devotion?
My verses nothing more are than a potion
And your reply is to my heart a lotion
2 thoughts on “Invocation”
This is great. Thanks for sharing.
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And thanks for the feedback. I really liked your poem about Coronavirus scaremongering. You should write more of those.