Olusegun Arowolo Poet Free verse

Heap of Sand

Tall
                                                           I stand
                                                       like a mountain
                                                   or stalagmite growing
                                                out of the earth,I can be soft
                                             or coarse,tasteless or salty;rough
                                           but smooth surfaces;school children
                                         play on me and with me;I`m amiable.Trend
                                     upon by beach lovers and rest upon by picnickers,
                                  Sandwiched between cement and gravel,I contribute
                               to raising of skyscrapers ; married to steel I form  pillars,
                           Also known as Silica or quartz glass loved by scientists,as I act
                         as shock and heat absorbers and in controlling frequency of trans-
                       mitters;Linguists can`t do without me..and..&..&..soldiers of war.&..
                     I share name with birds,humans..&..hurricane; Being blown by strong
                  winds in arid lands,I cause cornea,iris &respiratory problems,which make
                dwellers wear shoes with rubber soles and goggles made from Me-optical
              lenses.I`m dynamic,lovely and gracious;I am SAND!You need me in your life.


OLUSEGUN  AROWOLO ;DATE:9-18-2013
CONTEST:"Build Your Own Sand! " sponsored by Nette Onclaud.

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Andrea Dietrich September 21, 2013 at 12:38 AM well, you certainly DID build a sand pile. Gosh, this was really cool!!! I don't know if you won, but I sure do LIKE this one a lot and especially how you made a shape poem out of it.

Sandra Adams September 20, 2013 at 10:04 AM lovely write...creative form you have here! enjoyed your poem :)

Poet Destroyer A September 18, 2013 at 10:36 AM Amazing poem Olusegun.... good luck in the contest... xox..Linda

Gerald Kithinji September 18, 2013 at 10:31 AM Olusegun, we were once seen off to Kaduna by your namesake Gen. Olusegun Obasanjo and we passed through Abeokuta and saw the Juju Rock on River Niger and on to the sandy harmattan hit Kaduna City. I could not go on to Kano. Reminds me...