Thank you for the honor and your hard work.
Bouquet’s Journey
She stands in an ethereal
Ivory, off the shoulder, flowy
Silver dress, her golden tresses curly
Over her bare back, as her bouquet ball
Of peachy-white, highlited
By the green leaves in symmetry
With the forest that surrounds her body
As she stands on the wooden bridged
Crossing over an ocean of memory
Flowing like water, never boxed,
Contained, but freely bled
Its tears of trauma into the depth of the watery
Abyss, where, where trauma’s happiness
Is the brightest pearl, hidden, hidden
In the depths without succor, forgotten?
Never, never! Faced with success
In riding the rippling waves of distress
That congregate in a single drop
Of life saving H²O, quenching a pop
Of bubbly bursts, like stars that press
Their light over the fallen bouquet
With it falls memories
Of a life lived together, families
Grew learning the art of parfait.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Poetry for Change 