JOHNMICHAEL SIMON POETRY

Sabbath candles moonflowers of the sixth night

bathe watching families in their light

glow through the gaps between mothers raised palms

open their eyes to soft blessings and psalms

and embrace all childrens homes in their arms

 

Lovers candles wildflowers of the seventh night

cast pastel hued shadows that paint with delight

bathe smooth bodies with rose tinted balms

trace patchouli and yleng yleng charms

over mingling tongues breasts legs and arms

 

Child flowers born on sabbath eves

bring messages  from life on their leaves

child blossom buds opening in love candle gleams

paint pictures write poetry from their dreams

and show us that life’s much more than it seems