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SUMMER SAIL

Summer Sail

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Cold air
Brushes a face by the side
With streaks of placid pecks,
Bad for the soul caught in flight;
Freezing fingers,
And lampooned lips
Harassed
In the brilliance of drought
…summer air

The stretch of green leaves
Turning yellow, then brown,
Littering the ‘scape in sheer abandon;
Spectacular or beautiful?
The smell of summer!
Silent sights (sighs) of a servant-youth,
Advancing homewards
…summer sail

Anxiety flourishes, calls come in;
‘Are you any nearer?’
Distance is measured with time
(The road’s also a factor,
With empty pots, the season serving dusts charitably)
Ten tough hours, down the hills,
Through to the plains of the promised soil
…sailing south in summer

…To meet family
And friends, feast awhile
And fly away, again.

Written by: Anyanya Bassey
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

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