Kissing The Tulips

Kissing the tulips

On their beautiful cheeks

Without getting into trouble.


Kissing the hips

And the big beaks

To see double and triple.


Kissing the tiny lips

Of the gorgeous chalice

To pop a few bubbles.


We’ll never be in peace

And everywhere are troubles

Especially at the tip of the pits.


Copyright © April 1, 2021, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.

Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.




This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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