When the sun sleeps in,
clouds rule the day,
my heart conjures warmth
from memories of my skin being kissed
by the lips of dawn.
A beloved oakling
sprouting healthy leaves
in a pot—
can all things continue to grow
or is friendship virtually a boost?
keep a wintered soul warm
for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #12: You Gotta Know When to Hold ‘Em. The 1st and 2nd cheritas were inspired by Rommy’s Weekly Scribblings #10: Early Bird or Night Owl? and Sanaa’s Weekly Scribblings #11: Hypophora and all that, respectively.
the title is an echo of Gabriel García Márquez’s Love in the Time of Cholera, brought to mind by my recent reading of Rajani Radhakrishnan’s “Lockdown”, where the narrator speaks of “Love in the time of COVID-19 with apologies to Marquez”.