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“Selcouth Meadows” and other poems

By: K.G. Munro

Selcouth Meadows

Rarity is untouched pieces of the earth,
With unnamed grasses and perennials,

As autumn holds the scenery in it’s embrace,
This meadow resembles the spring,

With tulips and ladybugs,
The air is singing with birds,

Animals that were thought to be extinct,
But not in this meadow,

The skies are emerald with moon’s instead of clouds,
Stepping on the land, the crunch is gentle,

Unusual scents perfume the air,
Somewhere between lavender, chocolate, and frankincense.


Signed, Sealed & Delivered

Her name is like a postcard on his heart,
Calligraphy letters in black ink create each word,
Bait to entice him but he does the same,

Writing, calling, and sending a telegram,
But only one of them can win,
This love is a battle for dominance

She signed it,
Sealed it with her cherry lipstick,
And sent it on the back of a Dove,

He returns her scripture with his own version,
The details becoming refined,
Like the grains of golden sand in a timer,

His words are like a red stamp on her emotions,
Making her question the cards she has played,
He sends her a reminder with each letter,

He signs it,
Seals it with his sandalwood cologne,
And sends it using his pet Crow,

Both of them know,
That they are delivered to each other.


K.G. Munro is an author and poet. Here are a few of her writing credits: Oddball Magazine, Poetry Potion, Scarlet Dragonfly Journal, Muddy River Review, Splendeur Magazine, Green Ink Magazine, Feversofthemind.

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