Leslie Xavier Poems

A tree of light, price a day's lunch,
brightens up his world.
A flicker among the million sparks,
but it's his Diwali on the streets,
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The master's at work,
six long years of inspiration,
landscape here, a portrait there.
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Something here I can't explain,
the birds or the mango tree.
The noon sun covering half of me,
or is it the breeze, cool as the sea.
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Nothing much, not even an effort,
at last a sober night, this one.
Shutting down the brewery tap,
with a thought and a call.
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Time warped to the good days,
no ties or lies pulling me,
from the serene reverie,
on the day He rested for good.
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Smog spreads down evening trail,
deliberate, indeed by you.
Ye wishes laid bare n flesh,
visage no more, no longer pure.
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Forged in fire, fierce and spicy,
litmus: Green to golden brown.
The eager eyes and bites,
corn does the flag pole bit,
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Stranger, he knocked again,
who's that my son? Mama asked.
I was at work - seemingly,
too busy to feel the words,
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Almost the final verses
of a weekly poetry recital!

The bones stiff, cells starved; missing
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A packed endless underbelly,
o'er, my cover the winding flyer.
But concrete coils can't keep me;
drawn out by the love song old,
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