A NIGHT BEFORE HARMATTAN

A NIGHT BEFORE HARMATTAN

A Poem by Otonye Daniel

I sat, i watched..
The sorrowing wind groveling by-
slowly slowly; i sat, by my fiery friend, my torch..
As murmuring leaves stuttered a goodbye
Mumbling from side to side
While farewel is bade; to a weather sweat and mild..
The grasses, they danced a slow tune-
Crooned by the wind..
I sat, i watched.. My witness was the moon

'Tis a doleful welcome ceremony
Fit for the coming tyrant-
my pity, for these greens; they'l soon be frail and browny-
And pale, and dormant..
OH brook and loft watered stream!
Hurry now, crave the hands of mother-sea
The coming man is harsh and thirsty; ne'er gleam'
Warm wind, find a frock of sweater
Quickly, quickly- ere you turn cold..
'Tubers- tubers', tell the farmer..
Swift comes his foe, from timings old..

Hurry, hurry flowers
Find a hiding place
Ere your petals sweet and supple
Turn frail and crisp..
Scurry, scurry rose maidens
Oil thy phloem's clothings
Ere harmattan comes with its chiding; be quail-
Ere its stern caress turns thee, dry n pale..

I sit, i watch- leaves in melancholy cheer
Spending the last breath of a pitying weather
-holding conciousness that; harmattan is near
Brave gentle greens, waiting death; waiting to wither-
Should men be brave and united as you..
Glory-glory, will be; all we'll chew..

© 2012 Otonye Daniel


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Amazing use of words and thoughts. I wanted to know more. I love the way you use the language. Making each section of the poem important and alive. The poem create thoughts and vision. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow!!! Superb! Flawless expression!

Posted 11 Years Ago


'...I sat, I watched. My witness was the moon...'
i love this poem.
You sure have a way with words. WRITE ON!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Otonye Daniel
Otonye Daniel

port harcourt, Nigeria



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