Bora born

Happy herb shop _

A fragrant incense laden frangipani
breeze penetrates crowds of passerby people.
Sentient helloes of warm colour throw out
waves of invitations to please come inside.

Frankincensed myrrh charcoal tablets set a
bless em all custom to thempla drawn inside.
The ‘can't swing a cat in' floor plan leaves much to
seal this space, all inside within arms reach.

Aromas in soft light filter cleanse auras
in quiet tones of patience, minds tilt, senses blend.
Each night women take turns to counter the sales
in currency cash or plastic fantastic.

Wednesday's fare leaves you inside a smile from a
woman's emotional scan deftly sanctioned.
Her psychic being flushed in a swirl of sound
in colour, resonates, penetrates, sensates.


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©  29th apr 2016 _ Nhawrr yirrpa

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