PAD Challenge Day 28: The Haikus of Mother Nature (A Nonet Remix)

PAD Challenge Day 28: Write a remix poem.

The Haikus of Mother Nature (A Nonet Remix)

I am your womb of flowers and light
Pure water finessing your life
Passionate flames of warm love
Gales of clear energy
Full of bright starlight
Throughout mornings
Afternoons
And late
Nights

D'ElegantOne 

Footnote: I remixed the poem, "The Haikus of Mother Nature", from PAD Challenge Day 22 into a nonet poem. :-)



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