Tusker Poem by Neil Stewart McLeod
Tusker
There are many smells of Africa
That I at times recall:
The quay side waft of tainted water
In the harbor pool,
The salty tang of palm trees
Rattling in the breeze,
The fishy hint of crab, blown
From the low tide sandy frieze.
I love the smell of wood smoke
That billows past the train
From the engine up in front
As we cross the plain.
Then there's Jacaranda,
I can know it on a bet,
A heavy sultry odour
When it's hot or wet.
A singular recurrence
Is of fire on the plain,
Especially when the air is clear
And fresh after the rain.
I know the smell of long drops
With knot holes in the wall.
I always thought the smell would be
Quite nasty should I fall.
Then there's a smell for which I hungered
Since I was only four,
It was the clubhouse tang of Tusker
Lager coming through the floor.
For when I crawled beneath it
With cigarettes and grime,
The hint of beer would strike my nose
As something really fine.
Tusker, Tusker Lager -
The king of Kenya beer.
Tusker, Tusker Lager,
"Lete moja", bring one here!
Congratulations dear Neil for being picked up as members poem of the day. Thanks a lot for your great contribution to our readers who could smell the African fragrance in so delicate a way.10+++. Subhas
Subhas - shukrea - Thank you. That is a very nice remark. Best wishes, Neil
CONGRATULATIONS! This Tusker poem is an excellent poem presented with your natural perception about smell of Africa. Smell of wood smoke with low tide sandy frieze motivates mind with wonderful notion. Something really fine you have found here. A brilliant poem is smoothly flowed from your pen. Have a nice day. Wonderful poem is selected as the member poem of the day...10
Great poem. One of the best of 2018' in my opinion. Well deserved 'POD'. I've never viisited Africa, but when I do, I will ask for a 'Tusker!
What a great reply Thank you! I have started reading your poems. Neil
There are certain specialties, may be dishes, places or people for which a country is known. It is the Tusker beer for Kenya. It is Kenya's premium beer since 1922. Great. You enjoyed your games inhaling its smell. Enjoyed the poem. Then there's a smell for which I hungered Since I was only four, It was the clubhouse tang of Tusker Lager coming through the floor....is very nice. Thanks for sharing such a well crafted and interesting poem. Deserved to be poem of the day. Congrats.
Africa! ! ! The smell of wood smoke! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks Man! I sure appreciate your comment! Yes that smell takes me back every time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I don't drink beer but I love the poem. Your reading of it really enhances it. I love listening to your voice. Congratulations on having this selected as poem of the day! Also enjoyed your reference to Jacaranda, as they also have Jacaranda in Brazil where I have spent 50 months of my life.