Ghairo Daniels Poet Free verse

The Falls : specular verse

  

farms await bony hands of want

             land thirsty for full bodied Love 

           what strength is needed to grow the maize

whilst shadows roam streets in haze

      leaves like notes blow across ferocious Falls

           how long can darkness juggle its balls

                                   ¥

balls of the clown are tired of work

calm Falls continue their crystal splash cries

shadows between trees rustle like hungry       

                                                beggars 

maize aromas ripe fill air for inhalation 

yellow Earth bursts fiery gore 

hands of farmworkers touch Lushness of Lore  


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Paige Hind October 18, 2025 at 10:30 PM So earthy, you have a raw and peculiar style. It's refreshing. Just sitting around surfing the web - you have so much gift, Ghairo. <3

Suzette Richards September 6, 2025 at 10:49 AM Oh, I love this Specular Fugue poem. Amazing refraction used, Ghiaro. FAVing it :) Suzette Richards September 7, 2025 at 12:13 PM It is my pleasure to share my passion with fellow poets, Ghairo:) Ghairo Daniels September 6, 2025 at 11:31 PM ThkU 4 read, Su. PS. I enjoyed your book. Gave me increased awareness of how poetry, human history & consciousness dance together to inform expansion of Godhead both in linear & non-linear form. How you’ve woven poetic examples between the history was effective in making your arguments. I appreciate your crossing my path contributing to much needed focus. X