WATCHING YOUR PASSING

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As the fires lick

Your dried fallen leaves

And bite into its bones

As it shouts in pain

II

I stand teary

Prompted by the smoke that it emits

With genuine fears of no protection from age

Shiverings! Oh shiverings!

III

Scary, how time only wears high heels

Making sure ears hear its footsteps

To force them into halls of panic

Scary! How leaves so young

Are consumed by the fire which savoured you whole

I now know the lighter is a mole

IV

I can’t believe you’re left in smoke and ashes

Can’t believe the sweetest being

Has turned into hurter of eyes

Passing rudely to join the clouds

Your vacuum can never be filled

And I wonder these goodbye-hands

Have a spectator in your smoke or ashes

V

It is a wonder that I can see not

The mole who lit you up

And awaits to pounce on my future

Bearer of my mother

Do create a peaceful ocean

Like you did for me on earth

So my burnt smoke can swim in

Like a free fish

In yonder years

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

4 thoughts on “WATCHING YOUR PASSING

    1. Thank you. Actually, it is an ode to my grandmother who happens to be dead. The thought that her remains might have been burnt with time, rekindled when I saw dry leaves burning, I thought she might have turned ashes and smoke and is gone to heaven but the pain form tears in my heart and tears to flow. I ended by asking her to prepare a good place for me, like she did on earth, a good ocean for my soul to bath in will be fine.

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