def poetry jam

white foam flower, red flame flower
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
sun and wind and beat of sea
do not grieve that it is over
could we but know
uplifting, as the wind blew
when a deed is done for freedom
the long resounding marble corridors
when i was a boy at college
let us express our baser passions
a little peach in the orchard grew
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
she said