Never thought he’d grow up to be a drunkard. That he’d dedicate such a poem to his dear wife. That such perseverance still exists. Vicissitudes of marriage stitched into this African-based poem leaves me with a thorny question: ”Can such tough love exist? “
BEYOND THE SMILE
Home-
Where rivers dried
And savannah grasslands had their stay,
In warm air,
Churning winds upon our visages
From dawn to dusk,
We’d run across the fields
Holding hands,
Sealing fate,
Making stories that we’d tell our offspring
Down the line.
Home-
Where I resided,
Where I sighted only one blossoming flower
In the den of shrub,
Cacti common to land
Grasslands vast…
Home brought me you
Home made us.
Home-
The sour taste of wedlock;
When after a few shots of tequila,
Drowning in liqour
Brooding with anger,
I would change from the infinite-running
Peaceful, blue sky
Into that raging hurricane –
You’d see the storm come in,
Tear the roof off your head for the night
Scathe your skin like lightning hitting tree trunks,
Flash death upon your tear-streaked eyes.
Home-
Upon the doorstep you slept on,
No doormat, no wooden floor,
Just rough stones as a bed
You’d still move in,
Smiling-
Believing it’s the omega
Yet you know it’s just the alpha….
You fear going back, maybe
You heavy with child and see it futile
-Let me just stay, storms don’t last forever;
You’d say so.
Home-
Broken windows
Shattered glass
Taste of steel upon thy mouth
You only see a dim light
You only have a dwindling hope
Look out into the night
For days,
Wondering where I’d run off to
Whether I’d found other wells I’d drink from,
Other flowers that finally sprouted
Bringing with them a blend of scents that snared me,
Home-
I’d still return
Having blows on my face
No strength to walk
Where on the doorstep I’d generate a thud
And you’d come out,
Smiling amidst sobs –
Happy I’ve returned,
Tirelessly, you drag me in
Then nurse me back to life.
Home-
Home is you
Home is us
Home is where I learnt
Beyond that smile
Lies love
Lies suffering
Lies tears
Lies all.
#poetry
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Thankey
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nice
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Thanks… Really means a lot.
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This is really beautiful…
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Thankey
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Great. Good work
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Thankey. You don’t know what this means. Thanks!
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A million thanks.
Will check it out.
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A million of welcome too… 🙂 Happy blogging, God bless you.
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Wonderful ♡
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Thankey… Your Middle class writing is still etched in my mind. Left a mark.
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this is the best piece i have read in years. Great work!!
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Million thankeys…means a lot.
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