In The Diary Poem by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
In The Diary
Kingdoms
Queendoms
Earthdoms
Walk on stilts,
High above stercoraceous grounds.
Waterstones crumble on
Broken firths
In one stertorous plunge of
Heavyweight planktons,
Raising the belly of waters
To the consternation of sleeping shores.
Earthdrums sound now and then
In line with hostile rhythms
Of censured bliss.
In the distance, sternutative chorus
From a vainglorious choir, dampens the deep.
A cataplasm for hewn boulders steals tears.
Beckoning on the soft touch,
(Gaping eyelet of spring metaphors)
Madness yawns for the very first time.
Again Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu treats us to his language of outstanding and ever surprising metaphors. His diary this time receives the tears of nature, raped and mistreated endlessly, even that madness has nothing left but yawning. Bliss is censured and the once celestial choir has become vainglorious. The beauty of shores – the firths – are spoiled by waterstones until we will not see them again one day because the rising water will drown what was once to please the eye and now endangers the settlers. No more freshness, no more plankton to feed innocent fish – a scenario of despair, of a dystopian nature that does not allow anyone even to breathe…
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The poem leaves the reader with a crawling hopeless discomfort, finding solace only in believing in nature’s power and strength to renew itself. Life can never die!