Laughing Florets

She was laughing with her head
so I could not pull out her teeth.
Her laughter infected whoever came near.
I saw myself mirrored in her brown interior
swarmed with bees spinning to a wind dance.
Her costume of yellow flair twirled on air
as a goddess towing the sun on the ground.
The million laughing florets had me dare
to have faith in prayer in spite of tears.
I bowed my head to invoke a laughter
and free my spirit to a dancing bee.

-Gloria D. Gonsalves

Gloria D. Gonsalves is an award-winning author and multi-published poet. Not just a writer, Gloria is a creative promoter for writing itself: she founded, an initiative aimed at instilling the love of poetry in young people.