J.Koladi Samson Poet Epitaph

Hidden Hands

HIDDEN HANDS


I'm here on our shore
All above
Sands we used to measure
Timeís hour-glass.
You ran to the cape
Asterix from comic pages
The fisherman stopped you
Crabs chased, you ran in bewilderment
Mother sea, all tenderness gazed.
On a country boat on shore
Our rice bowl full
Sea-gulls creaked an omen ill
I stood over you though shaking
A shade, shelter, arms out stretched
Jesus on cliff in Rio
Drooping sun, tearful eyes
Faces of June, roaring waves.
My offering at twilight
My son, where did you vanish
Decorated our yard
Our life sketch
Sea lowers the mourning pitch
Light house like glow worm
Boats swing

Rhyming song, catching thief
Hidden hands emerged
Stealthy pirate
Eyes swoon
My life-terrible moment
Was it the Hidden Hand of God?
Misspelt horoscope,
Envious stars.
A lone sea gull dipping down into the sea
Death knell from chapel
Me alone on the shore.
Even shadows become invisible.

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