Good Bye - Poem by Stephen Kekeghe
My heart froze
the golden glimmers of the moon
slept behind the terrifying garment
of the coven cloud.
The drizzling rain eaten up
by the fiery furnace of the harmattan sun
your words illuminate the glow of memory
at the fluorescent of the beach.
The coolness and warmth of our thoughts
are now thrown into the fierceness of the whirlpool
that will bring home empty bubbles Tomorrow.
I'm at the beach, our meeting point
watching in anguish your withdrawing finger
in the wavy water...
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