Treasure Trove In Droves Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi

treasure trove, spill in droves

those cloves you love

dive into doves' cove cleansed of the stain of love's taint


trust rust's imprint

the smiles of its burnished brilliance only beneath,

shields shroud hope's hopes

live relived moments of desperation

snipers snipe away future plans

yesterday remains yesterday's treasure trove

robbers disrobe only to robe



doves' covens soar with the light

beckoning you to will to their will

everybody craves salvation

hiss the kiss burns

shimmering shivers cascade you to damnation

surrender you whimper

sated, bronzed whipped cream has you frenzied to neverland