Where I am coming From: The first Years

Posted by Dike Dyke Williams 35 views Poetry

Apr 232012

Long time arriving here

it’s been. Infant times coming

up, and storytelling from

gone Grandma, and old smiling

Grandpa, why Mama struggled

the dug-beg, and never saw

her new boy gone moons.

Where I am coming from

dry and rainy; sometimes

the harmattan laugh and

kick inside us to survive

her strong-wind hand.

Then, we fight the winds

of life to re-write the

days we wept for many

things life will not whisper

well to the listening ears

stretching ears to merry more.

Some verses admixed

venom-ed yesterday and

fear us the poison tomorrow

threaten. The stars of light

at night is the record that

script memories; if we can

read, we have seen those

stars the other place; still

following while the moon

start again to count herself; from

crescent to full, Ah, all these

have passed before!

The earth is not weak

to start again! This is

why looking from the top

my age now makes another

try, after many tears the

smile cleaned in my soul!

Christmas come again,

and lights round like the

Orion and and Pleiades

have brought down. We can

catch, my small heart whispers.

No, the stars stay hung far

skies; we can reach far

unreached dreams, now clear!

Grandma’s visits; hands open

ran toward the gone woman,

like a Cherub has God’s report.

Flowers grow on her grave,

to eternally remind that

soul we loved!

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Dike Dyke Williams @dwilliams

Poet and Writer Dike Dyke Williams was born in Lagos, Nigeria. His ancestral home is Abba, in IMO state, eastern Nigeria.To the glory of God alone(S.D.G), His poem "Love is the Peace" has been published in World Healing World Peace poetry Anthology. A recipient of six creative writing awards.

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