Posted: September 22, 2013 in Poetry

by Otonye Daniel

I sat, i watched..
The sorrowing wind grovelling by-
slowly slowly; i sat, by my fiery friend, my torch..
As murmuring leaves stuttered a goodbye
Mumbling from side to side
While farewell 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’ll 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 consciousness 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..

Lyriversity — Liberty of Creativity

  1. otonye says:

    I’m honoured

  2. LegendaryCJN says:

    What an Ode! The words suddenly stretch their hands and grips the reader’s neck!
    Well done.

  3. Dr.Echewodo says:

    This is a very great write… detailed

  4. Anene Francis says:

    Harmattan, a tyrant? Lol… Beautiful poem this is. Crafted very skillfully . I love the personificatons therein.
    Possible alternative meaning: To be forewarned is to be forearmed. Heed advice and warnings and prepare for time of danger. Men standing together against common opposition (offering mutual encouragement) is their best bet to scale through.
    ” Brave gentle greens, waiting death…” > “…awiting death…”
    Nice poem

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