A Month Of May In Mauritius (Poem)

cloudy gray sky and palm tree
outside of my window, on a grayish day

A month of May in Mauritius

The seasonal mood meander

Midst the wintery cold days

As the heat mild and the sun migrate.

At night leaves sings merrily

As gushes of winds murmur In silence;

While the muse of our lagoon

Mutter quietly to the poet

Of lugubrous morbid mysteries

And shivering moist sceneries

Of these murky days ahead.

In some places, musty smell

Mingles into damp corners

Whereupon these misty days

Warm and mush clothes frays

Their way into the wardrobe.

Yep, winter is here in Mauritius, thus the inspiration behind this little poem.

The month of May has a particular meaning to me, for both my sons were born during this month. Also, as here we celebrate mothers day at the end of this month, I am busy making some mothers day e-cards, which for me is the best creative leisure that keeps me rooted into that creative realm. Thus, I do hope that for all of you, this month turns out to be fertile, and that the change of season brings to you the greatest of inspiration.

By Eiravel

I live somewhere in the South West of the Island of Mauritius. I am a mother, a spouse, a great life enthusiast. I love writing fiction, poems, and blog; I love listening to music, watch movies, read good books; also, love the sublime and the strange; and I am also interested in all types and forms of art that pleases my mind. I've even self-published a science-fiction book (Darcocyte), and I aspire to make a living through my writings.

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