On this dead branch
Carried by water, I thread
Each step, a shocking surprise
Interlaced with fear
But like a blessed cat with nine lives
The soul carries this body in moving on
II
My only cocoon is you
This poem, where my bed of peace is laid
My only home is you
This poem, where my cool waters pamper for a swim
My only shade is you
This poem, which arrests the murderous sun
And serves a breathing seat amidst all the dying
My only shelter is you
This poem, in the midst of perilous snakes
Which hide in trousers of life to defile my happiness
My only saviour is you
This poem, which baptizes to cleanse my soul
From the daily dirty stones pelted by life’s criminal side
My only hope is you
This poem, you, a perfect diary keeping my mind in
In you
III
I am so far from home
Carrying a load which directs my path
Directing dusty even when tarred roads beg for a drive
Yet I live in you, this poem
You who promise to take me back
Back to the perfect place I belong
That perfect place, where moths can’t pimp me
For the pleasure of the earth
Masking my life into a walking ghostship
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Jan. 29, 2018
4 replies on “IN THIS POEM (CRAZY STANZAS)”
I always enjoy ending my day with a little poetry. Thanks!
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Thank you for passing through.
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Reblogged this on Fluent In Words.
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Xoxo
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