Tapera Makadho


The Poem - Poem by Tapera Makadho

Where light encounters wall
And fails to penetrate
I am the shadow
I bespeak of the light behind the wall
I speak of the shape of the figure
I am the ode

Where hand beats drum
I am the sound
Of hand kissing drum
The sentiment
The force
The mood of hand
The temperament
The reaction
The verse
I am the poem

Where sword rips open flesh
I am the blood
The wound
The pus
The scar
The prose
I am the poem

Where boot treads ground
I am the footprint
I bespeak size and the shape of foot
The tolerance of the ground
The poem
I am the poem.

Topic(s) of this poem: poem


Comments about The Poem by Tapera Makadho

  • Chinedu Dike (2/8/2017 5:37:00 PM)


    An insight depiction of the profundity of a poem, well articulated and nicely brought forth with conviction. A lovely piece indeed. Thanks for sharing Tapera. (Report) Reply

    Tapera Makadho Tapera Makadho (2/10/2017 3:21:00 PM)

    Thank you Chinedu

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  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (2/10/2016 2:07:00 PM)


    A creative and composition my friend! (Report) Reply

  • (1/16/2016 9:24:00 PM)


    Love how you explain your presence behind each shadow, sentiment, mood, flesh, boot all making up the poem in the end. Enlightening and sublime, love this poem. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

    Tapera Makadho Tapera Makadho (1/17/2016 5:35:00 AM)

    Thank you RoseAnn, I'm very much humbled. Be blessed!

  • Aqua Flower (10/12/2015 8:16:00 PM)


    Absolutely love the poem! Your writing is exquisite! I will definitely read more of your work! (Report) Reply

  • Pamela Sinicrope (9/18/2015 4:15:00 PM)


    This reminds me of a spoken soliloquy in a play. “I AM THE POEM! ” In this piece, short on words, and thick with meaning, we are introduced to the multi-factorial definition of a poem. “Where light encounters wall/And fails to penetrate/I am the shadow….” You allude to the imagery of poetry and its impact on the senses, the sight and the sound. You write, “where sword rips open flesh, I am the blood, The wound, The pus, The scar….” Which speaks to the drama, and the heart of poetry in my mind. Finally, I think my favorite line is, “Where boot treads ground/I am the footprint” This line speaks volumes to me in that the footprint is an impression of something but not the actual thing. This is the first time I have come across your poetry… and so glad I did. Nicely penned. (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (9/6/2015 7:54:00 AM)


    This poem is very satisfying to me. I love poems of self identity that approach the subject indirectly, that is, the poet uses the details of the environment to represent the individual's nature, and you throw out a wide net and pull in so much of the world to describe the self, both self and world are vibrantly present. This message is my enthusiastic response to the impact of your poem. There are many details I have not even cited which are remarkable. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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