Tony Adah


The Seventy Six Wells - Poem by Tony Adah

The wells gushed
Much in excess the barrels swallowed
And rolled to the harbours.
The verdure bloomed
Where white elephants played
And our bowels void
We took bowls at hand.
The littoral and non littoral
Argument came
And the wells went off
We shuddered in
Like a frightened snail
Now the summer is gone
And grey the verdure turns
Like hair tired of days
And the tail straw grasses
The white elephants have refused to eat.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 24, 2015



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