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M Braimah Saaka

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A Poem

In the summer of my joy
I lent my breeze to a whirlwind
I had not meant for a gale
Nor wished for the storm

The horror of my lament
The quiet of my voice
I had not meant
I regret

Copyright © M Braimah Saaka | Year Posted 2017

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August 10, 2021 at 4:30 AM

I found this intriguing. Very nicely done.

M Braimah Saaka

September 22, 2021 at 12:49 AM

Thanks!

February 11, 2021 at 1:36 PM

A pleasure to find this powerful poem published in the 2020 PS Anthology~

M Braimah Saaka

September 22, 2021 at 12:50 AM

I appreciate!

J Hamilton Gist

August 23, 2017 at 3:28 PM

Your word play is illmatic!

August 20, 2017 at 3:57 AM

Yes this is the write I harked to & tied in with your light hearted write on defeating the devil, do you find echoes of each in the other Mr Saaka?

August 2, 2017 at 9:55 AM

hI M Braimah: I loved all your poems but especially"I lent my breeze to the whirlwind" A short but intense poem. My compliments! Keep writing more.

August 2, 2017 at 1:37 AM

The bitter breath of destructivity...regret surveys the aftermath...again the images evoked are profound...

August 1, 2017 at 4:43 PM

Loved it!

Gregory Richard Barden

July 10, 2017 at 2:14 AM

Melancholy and somber, and I love it! What a wonderful poem this is in all respects - congrats, MBS!

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