Day 20 Glopowrimo

Day 20 Glopowrimo
A Pantoum

My heart skips a beat in the night
Every night in the small wee hours
I wake up wanting water
Unable to sleep in the dark

Every night in the small wee hours
I juxtapose a monstrous montage
Unable to sleep in the dark
I run photos of endless visages.

I juxtapose a monstrous montage
Nightmarish parade of faces
I run photos of endless visages
Shuddering with love's old caresses

Nightmarish parade of faces
Sweet homely merciful gazes
Shuddering with love's old caresses
I relive blessings, like curses.

Sweet homely merciful gazes
People who flowered my prayers
I relive blessings like curses
Now I  am helpless to repay their care.

People who flowered my prayers
The garden they tended in weeds
Now I'm helpless to repay their care
In my desert I can't heed their needs.

The garden they tended in weeds
The gardener who no longer cares
In my desert I can't heed their needs
The water of life lies in good deeds.

My heart skips a beat in the night
The gardener who no longer cares
I wake up wanting water.
The water of life lies in good deeds.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017