Short Backwaters Poems

Sea breeze smell of fish
                                   coconut and cashew groves
                                   sand stretch and tourists...

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Light and white 
The clouds go in line guided by the Wind, 
At their pasture. 
They will come back tomorrow heavy And gray loaded with rain, 

And will fill the backwaters 
Will grow the tender grass 
For the kid, for the lamb. 
If the serpent from above i.e. the Rainbow 
Didn't drink all the water 
Whose clouds are sated....

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something spat her out  
into the backwaters again
was it those devilish chemicals
carving blueness into her being
did she absorb the black ways and moods of creek cold people
does she wear the hungry battles of the world
hang them on her tiny shoulders

she's strong as the tide
she'll snap out of it
like a sprig beneath a stone
return to the ocean 
self stroke her conch 
from deep blue to violent pink
bloom once again
slowly turn herself from off to on...

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