“Beneath the Earth” November Poem-a-day #29-evening

Sitting on stone steps of a secluded
Mexican grotto, vibrations of the city
faraway; a dog barks in the distance
as the nymph holds lilacs of gone days,
now frozen in consign

Seraph resting before me,
watching while water runs past
rocks of bias, flames breathe slowly;
I exhale, sustaining, raising a goblet of wine

Resting beyond a wall of limestone where
cactus flowers bloom to meet the evening sky

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2 responses to ““Beneath the Earth” November Poem-a-day #29-evening

  1. This is really a beautiful poem, Pam!

  2. Thanks Mary. I wrote this the other day, and as luck would have it, it did fit the prompt. Even though I didn’t write to all the prompts this month, *sigh*

I appreciate all comments.

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