Love In The Clippings.

       Love in the clippings

A   whiff of  seditious wind

Clipped the tender, wings of Love.

Autumn’s   crude   chill already

Stayed ,residue, in my heart, for some time,

 ‘Rue not’ ! My, yet to be softened

  dictates pacify.

                                                                                         

 Kiwi! Kiwi! Kiwi! Sparrow, young chick

Concomitant   visitor in my  balcony;

A   whiff of seditious  wind

Clipped  the  tender wings of   

 This  Lonely, this lugubrious,

Swoops   on my shoulders,

   Peck of look, affection,

 ‘’ learn to love thyself,’’

   I   tend  my  flexible   cuticles,   

   Fingertips, taps, on the key board.

      Unlock the key board,

     ‘Work is thy Love,’ is the key .

  

     Keep it unlocked, for ever.

     Kiwi! Tap!   Tap!  on the board.

S.Radhamani.