Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

I realized
The pay of heavens was not
In our currencies.
...

I saw
I saw the heavens open

I saw
...

The birds stood still.
Statue-like they looked
At me.
...

Snow in the night
Little
But rare.
...

The waters have receded from
The edge.

Though it be winters and rain-waters
...

Thehedgehogs lay
Motionless.

Under the garden wall
...

There be
A blood that screams

There be
...

Bird
Your tiny scream
And song
And then no more
...

The
The
The
The Muse, ' finally
...

The payments never came
Those payments I agreed
On top of a high cloud
Agreed
...