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{For Mareena}
On the bank of precipice, i stand
Appealing to impotent gale;
Not to nudge the dosing hurricane awake,
Let the aborting breaking wave lull and dandle it
To another rich world;
To wreck, to claim and to occupy.
The resting nocturnal fishermen's canoes,
Lounging on the white sandy coast,
The worn nets like torn under wears
Hung dry in yawning nakedness
Exposed to the shying sun,
The forested colony of concrete shoot up to heaven,
And made human skylines,
By the shorelines of our dreams,
The verdant landscapes bloom in abundant tall palm
trees;
Entertaining promenade protruding bouquet of flowers,
In memorial to the lost all muscled Iroko;
A nostalgic stroll under the lined endowed Araba
shades,
The variegated bridges transverse our hearts,
Tenuous labyrinth trellis and lattice of our destiny;
Emblazon in the relentless sun,
And flooded in the punctual storm,
Guiding restless children through
The tell-tale of everyday,
In the morning of our beachy existence,
The ancestors oracling on the testicles of cowries
Made peace sacrifice to Yemoja the Mermaid sea goddess:
You must returned to mother Africa,
With all the stolen children;
The sea arises and rises ashore,
From the bottomless bottom of the deep,
Re-emerging in the gargantuan watery paradise,
The majestic lost Los Atlantis fairy palaces,
Misty, dark bluish-green in sparkling diamond,
Like death all things will level;
Like time, the lord of the tide,
Octopus would dethroned man.
A Futile Death by Wilma Neels
Flying over the place that use to be my home
I’m glancing at the once blue green seascape
Transformed to a murky coal black scene
A faucet has been opened
When everything went up in flames
Amidst all the confusion
I lost everything I loved
Flying over, a silent prayer is prayed
Please keep them safe
Please close the hole
This is the only home we know,
As I sit on a rock
The sadness overwhelms me,
As my sister slips away
She has lost the battle
The oil slick has gone thicker
It’s gaining power with every hour
I pray dear Lord of heaven and earth
May her final breath not be in vain
I flap my wings in a silent salute
Farewell dear sister, you will be missed
May this be the last time,
I witness such ugliness…
Written: 24 June 2010
Contest: Why oh Why?
Sponsored by: Constance ~ A Rambling Poet
I'm a puppet on strings; forced to perform.
I'm a rose without beauty, stripped of my thorns.
Nothing compares to the aching pain.
Of being left out in the rain.
I feel broken and frozen, taken away.
Lean and weak, my ends start to fray.
Slowly, I watch the colors fade.
Because I am lost in a sea of gray.
I'm an outsider, waiting, for someone to notice me.
I'm a poor man, pacing, pleaing you spare me.
Because flying is impossible with clipped wings.
And speaking out doesn't work when you're too weak to sing.
I feel broken and frozen, taken away.
Lean and weak, my ends start to fray.
Slowly, I watch the colors fade.
Because I am lost in a sea of gray.
I've sunken to my knees and I call out helplessly
The water's rising in this sea.
A full moon glares down at me.
I'm trapped out here defenselessly.
***~~*I'VE FALLEN*~~***
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