Long Irrigating Poems

The past was locked in with very little 'right of passage'.                        ...

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I read and learn, trying to work out 
the problems of the world
trying to develop solutions
to overcome world problems

Are my ideas financially viable
if we teach people to become investors
building desalination plants 
can they make a...

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We cannot do without water,
But it could do without us
If we choose!
 
Bodies of living things are made up 
of mostly water, squashy plants,
Blood and Lymph  included too. 
Without Hydration, the skin as well...

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I remember that day, my friend when you said: I will lead,
I left my leadership as a tree untimely leaves shed;
I was happy indeed, just like holding my father's arm,
What's more happiness than that of...

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By Ombuge Moses

Mama!
You sleep on a crack ground
Empty is the stomach
Hot is the sun
Nothing to quench the crack
The thirst is killing
Cracked is my throat
Helplessly you lay
You sleep on a crack ground

Baba!
Your cry is echoing
My ears...

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as a child, 
I perceived
the wonderment 
of Clouds. 

and elders 
likewise contemplated 

the curious celebrity of them

the solemnity of shape-shifting skyships

their charity of rain:
	encouraging fruit 
	greening hills
	irrigating joys
keeping 
watch 
around the earth 
in as enviable...

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This is the number that some men dread, and some void
From the intercourse of life. But I, indelibly now, reclaim
Its place in universal order and the sweet conceit of pride
For C13 was the boudoir where...

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Her stare is a scent tied to memory.
Hanging long as a searchlight out to sea.
Here where Times only purpose
Is to punish in fluid translation,
mocking with it's lap of tongue across the beach.
She breathes in Her...

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                       I
  There is a mud brick house
with roof of palm fronds...

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LOVE ME NOT, LOVE ME MORE

Love me not, love me more
Love me now until forevermore...
    Gaze meet, nothing much to miss
    Hot nerves shoot in happy bliss
 Clouds above...

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Uninterrupted gurgle of nature,
From creator's heavenly reservoirs;
Bubbling, rippling, trickling white trans-nature,
Ceaselessly penning watery memoirs;
Is Tethys, the water-goddess, weeping?
Or eternally shedding tears of joy?
Or constantly irrigating the earth?
Immaculate white pearls are seen creeping,
Midst white-noise, as though...

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Uninterrupted gurgle of nature,
From creator's heavenly reservoirs;
Bubbling, rippling, trickling white trans-nature,
Ceaselessly penning watery memoirs;
Is Tethys, the water-goddess, weeping?
Or eternally shedding tears of joy?
Or constantly irrigating the earth?
Immaculate white pearls are seen creeping,
Midst white-noise, as though...

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In and out the cave of heart
blood flows in and out flows life
irrigating plants and mammals
feet top tree head heights
sipping food from earth and clouds
and from sun its milky light
growing beauty plants of usage
birthing seeds...

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I bleed
Dark crimson drops
Dripping into water
Sounds like, 
“Wo-man, 
        wo-man, 
               wo-man.”

I bleed
Pain, pain
Irrigating...

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We know only those faces,
We have seen in history.
Yet countless strange faces are there
Who fought for the country.
We can never repudiate 
Selfless sacrifices of those men,
So I am paying tribute to all those
Martyrs and soldiers...

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Having waited for long after hard laboring,
Tilling, planting, manuring and irrigating;
Keeping stray animals away from grazing them,
Protecting them from dangers, as though, costly gem; 
Treating the illnesses of better-half who's weak,
Pleasing the moods of kids,...

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One light clap
Then boom, boom
Wind, rain, storm

Willow threw her head back and laughed as the wind whipped her hair
Large raindrops then faster, smaller and plentiful
All the earth was singing praises, the song of the ages,...

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Turbans in a short hat? Never. No that's right never. It is the will of the integral self to be employed only by one's belief in flow and source is not sauce so don't raise...

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I let go the moon, but keep it's mystic glow, 
I let go the stars, but keep their pixie dust 
I let go the day, but keep it's embraced night
I let go the sky, but...

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That farmer
Tending the crop 
Like his very child
Giving manure
Irrigating
Protecting from insects
Spending sleepless nights
Saving them from the wild
And thus 
When they are ripe
And ready to be reaped
There pour heavy rains
Destroying his hard labor of 
Half a...

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As deities undress 
Sidesaddle the monk
Who’s utterly confused
To see atrocities wax
A sculpting bulldozing 
Branding a blueprint 
Spewed unto man
Irrigating sewage 
Leaking in shoes
Stomping out dogma 
In spangled shawls 
Confetti balloons fall
As subjectivity subjects 
Each a...

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thoughts collide with feeling
deep inside of my heart
organically grown and nurtured
fresh as each day that starts

some are weeds that threaten my being
the others blossoming vines
irrigating, tending, attention stealing
both taking too much of my time

rain falls...

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