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Widened Eyes White

Perspiration beads my beleaguered brow,
running in rivulets down cheeks aglow.
A hazy miasma the air does plough,
electric energy begins to flow. 

Distant rumblings, crowned palm trees start to shake,
gorgeously lush green fronds partner their dance.
Waves rippling the ground harbinger earthquake,
eerie silence, then lightning’s jagged lance.

An earth shrieking crescendo tears dark skies,
a tsunami of sound deafens each mind.
Birds of Paradise scream with fearful cries,
as two tectonic plates viciously grind.

Silence resumes, a young friend lifts his head,
widened eyes white within a dusky den.
I speak, “See brother we live we’re not dead,
dispela wantok bilong Jackson Ken.” 

I lived in Papua New Guinea for four years in the 1990’s.
The earthquake was 6.5 on the Richter scale, epicentre within 50 mile away.
Jackson Ken is a young Papua New Guinean man whom I befriended and who ended 
up working for the company that I was managing. 
The last line is Pidgin English, widely spoken in P.N.G., its root bases are German, 
Dutch and ‘modified’ English. It basically means that this fellow/man (dispela, which 
is me) is a cousin brother (wantok, usually associated with another member of your 
own village) belonging (bilong) to Jackson Ken.

Copyright © Chris Cameron | Year Posted 2010

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Is ropen real or imaginary?
Some say yes others to contrary
If it does exist is it something extraordinary
Does something bizarre fly at the edge of the mountains or rivers tributary? 

Pterosaur from another time
Would such discovery be as sublime?
As would suggest depth of the mist covering mountains natives climb
Could such a beast survive in New Guinean clime?

Will its bioluminescent lights lead the expedition?
To find this strange creature who seems to be on a mission
To be supreme, perfect, and unique words accurately used only in fiction
 Having meaning not to something in particular only to their own definition

Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2015