Long Granary Poems

Dad Revisited- Once More


Last night I sat up in bed and prayed a little longer,
I asked god to send dad back for just one more  day with great fervour.

Dad was waiting for me in...

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Hydration day’s a month away.
Online belonging company’s an hour from 
startup stardom. Titration hors-d'oeuvre 
Viewfinder pigeonholed 
to rooftop tourist 
traps ruin’d carriage holy woods 
Hollywood's margins, Carousel 13. 
Things You’ll Bury: 
molasses sourdough flowers crypto-
currency...

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War World II was raging over this
southern Italian town* spared by a miracle...
a deluge that suddenly occurred: 
a night of blasting sounds, of rising flames 
as American planes bombarded its buildings;
the Nazis fled to occupied...

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“Wandering through empty and crowded streets with no destination in sight and sleeping under the sky with the fire burning inside was my life, the life of a vagabond. Survival is a funny game and...

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Part Two

Till October comes around with its bounty
   The granary stuffed to the full
Lush fruits still pulpy and juicy
   Ripen to a filthy rashes on skin brashness
The greenness of innocence
 ...

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    There sat in opulent xanadu, the 
 demagogue of empirical hedonism, 
his granary once fuelled regal reign of epicureanism:

gregarious, restive, much-awaited successor of imperial dominion, 
neurotic, obstinate, was the cynosure of...

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A fly and ant, upon a sunny bank,
Discuss'd the question of their rank.
'O Jupiter!' the former said,
'Can love of self so turn the head,
That one so mean and crawling,
And of so low a calling,
To boast...

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Little mud with thatched hut
Many were in this hut from my forefathers
All are passed away

I saw there was an old banyan tree on the corner of home yard
A tamarind tree was there on the east...

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“Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house,
 can you hear the whispering? " 
                   ...

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As I stand before this old, dilapidated house,
A structure fast decaying and about to crumble, 
With its walls painted grey and white,
And the plaster bearing cracks and marks,
Memories leap out,
From the moss-grown crevices of my...

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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit...

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Summer is over and the farmer now rests from his toil,
Having labored hard to wrest his crops from the fruitful soil.
Fall has arrived and all the crops have been gathered in.
The corn, wheat and soy...

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Oh, little chirpy squeaking squirrel
I see you always dressed in grey apparel
Swift as an arrow you can run
Watching you scamper the tree is fun

Is it when you are joyous and hale,
That you are seen flicking...

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In her grand fantasy’s territory
Freely emerges beauteous Twinkle Fairy
Opening great provisions' granary ---
Gifts* for her wondrous birthday flurry
As a good girl, giving home no worry.

Twinkle Fairy grants her food-dowry:
Sweet delights flavored with strawberry
Midst pies whipped...

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Gladly, I greet the gristmill guard:
…..“God is good!”*

Governed am I by this goal in the granary:
…“Grind the golden grains gaily!”

Gallantly, I am gripped with grace-greatness:
…“Garner gems of generosity!”
 
Geared am I to grasp by grueling...

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There is a place where a diviner lives
It’s a place of shouting, invoking spirits
A diviner plays tricks on the young
Dealing  in business of words and tricks
All are like witchcraft at work

It’s  a place...

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there is a certain taste to Autumn
almost alien to Summer's fruition of life
it is a different celebration
where the living having succeeded
fruits succumb to ripened apples
the hazel sweetens its core
gourds of every color 
deck the leaves...

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I’ve written on so many themes
Of one sort or another
The only thing I know for sure
I’ll never be a mother

These words of mine are all the kids
I’d ever want to father.
Sometimes they don’t say all...

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I recall times of my life a long time ago,
We tend to do this more as we grow old.
That wonderful old house on that red dirt farm
Where many of my kin and daddy was born.
Grandmas',...

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Love affairs

Within the heart not only love 
Depth of ocean space far
Cumulative wish compressive being, 
Can stay longer longer

Granary of love, tremendous wide, 
One can stick all over life
Melodious love heart rending wails 
All immerse...

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Hey!
The prodigals have returned.
The one we entrusted with our wealth.
The custodians of the granary keys.
They are here again.

Five years ago,
We sent them to legislate for us.
Very angelic they were.
Very blameless they appeared.
The prodiglas have returned.

Overseas...

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That day I died
He tore open his chest
Removed his heart,
and pasted that of a lion
With precision, landed on me
But the world looked on
That day I died

I ran to the mosque
Allah was not there
I tiptoed to...

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My Grandmother’s Kaleidoscope    

The stones and the planks of her heart
resonate with the pick-axes and the
hammers. My grandma’s mansion
loses its head, arms and trunk.


His hidden life in the Malaysian
woods during an old...

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Irelands' famine, England chose to ignore
The potato blight caused devastation
Michael stole corn from a granary store
To stop loved ones dying from starvation.

Arrested and charged with theft from the crown
Judge passed sentence and he got twenty...

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All Round River and waterfall
Land of the harvest,
This is our village
Betelnut and betel's garden.
Home home the granary
Haystack and cowherd,
This is our village
Magw Bwisagu cheerfully and welcome to.
Water from the well water to drag up
In the...

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