My womb welcomes a pristine seed
In sacred space that God decreed
Tiny blessing from heavens freed.
It’s the bloom that braved misty morn
Flowering in a freezing dawn,
Spring serenade in autumn lawn,
I stroke the shell shielding rare bead.
Time tests it with pleasure and pain,
A little heart beats in taut strain,
Upon its kick, my worst fears wane,
I cheer, the bare land is now treed.
In peace, I weave woof into dreams,
Listen to gurgle of near streams,
Watch leaves rustle across moonbeams
A journey to safe shores I plead.
This poetry was a winner at Penmancy’s September contest. It is of the poetic style Zejel. The rules for Zejel are as follows:
- The first stanza is a tercet (3-line stanza) with an AAA rhyme scheme.
- All other stanzas are quatrains (4-line stanzas) with a XXXA rhyme scheme, so the second stanza would be BBBA, the third CCCA, the fourth DDDA, and so on to the end of the poem
- Lines are usually 8 syllables long
