Back To Base - Poem by Tony Adah
The rain bearing clouds
Have been far and away up the sky
Now the earth is a twin brother of mars
Pitchers are empty and dry.
But I am home now
The only one to give me a smile is champion
He wags his tail
And licks my shins with his cold tongue
And leads the way licking my luggage.
I am home
And all my flowers have shriveled
With only a sip of dew
My side drain reeks of froths Of soapsuds
And slicks of oil from utensils
My gazebo is suffocated with dirt and dust
And spiders have woven cobwebs
Set like fishing nets in a pond
I will do everything possible for normalcy
To return with my hands and my mind.
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