Last Goodbye Poem by Adookorn Auaduma

seasons and time have quills of bird
from far off
soar over cerulean void
in thin,
in thick air

glide back to their kraal;
will return afresh from far corral

I fly
with broken pinion to quiescent hutch
will not return to this porch

even if all
my longings are gathered in my quill
to dust the blues of this life

exception of this last goodbye
i say
to you dear Lucy

for all the years of slimy
dark thorny terrain we keel

even when
tempest rock my boat
you released your ardour for my life

when summer sere grasses of the jungle
and the beast in me hunted for flesh

your ardour
gathered lucullan hay for me;
i own nothing to even off your floral tlc
exception of this last goodbye
i say
to you dear Lucy!