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THE POETESS III (Beneath Her Fingers)

A NEW FOUND LOVE

A MESSAGE TO HEAVEN ( MOTHER'S DAY TRIBUTE )

REFLECTIONS

THERE WAS NONE



IF ONLY

ON SILENCE

BRAVE HEART (REPOST)

FINALLY FREE

UNBREAKABLE

FALLEN LEAVES

IS IT AN ORDEAL ?

I, TOO, A VICTOR

SILENCE BEWILDERED (REPOST)

CHIME IN FORLORN

TWILIGHT ZONE: A STIRRED SILENCE

THE WOMAN IN THE ESTERO (REPOST)

SCARY, SCARY NIGHT

BEAUTIFUL MIND

HEARTBEATS AND SCENTED CANDLES

THE LOST

Longing

Where To Go?

WHERE HATH THE SUN RESTED?

TO OUR DEAREST NANAY!

Your Power, Your Love

Bright and Beautiful

Hush the night

MAN

The Language of the Night

She . . .

POETRY MAKING

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THE POETESS III (Beneath Her Fingers)
 



The night teases—its moon's silvery wings

barely touches the silhouettes and



the shadows...the buds with all their intricate

sheaths wonder,
could there be eyes

to behold them, but better 
yet

slumber at the whispers 



of the wind...all these



and more beneath the fingers



of the Poetess who indites.



Her little audience, the moth



that silently flutters—brewing little



joys before the dawn comes,



calmly settles near a flickering



lamp. On her part,

her journey
has just begun. 

 


By: Elena Maria Mana-ay Parcon©2020

Date Presented: June 25, 2020






 

 

 








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