Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 71,067 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Wet Husk - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Wet Husk

I have seen ants and bees
In harvest and farming

I have seen goats escape
Jackals, fox on alert
All scared of one fact
‘Wolves’ coming’

I have seen water run
Its tip like patient’s tongue
Owner sick with fever
Spotty, partly red

I have seen pigeons hide
Sparrows, out of sight
In sky, on clouds
“Eagles’ shade in flight.”

I have seen immigrants
Illegals; hide away
In trash, camouflage
Or what else can save life

I have seen people die
By aging and the bomb
By bullets in head, chest
Or shattered to pieces

I have seen bus roll down
Cars crash, blown up
Blood run, women cry
Some die in stampede

I have seen eggs and seeds
In their womb have babies
Give birth and turn to feed
Their flesh to their chicks;

Lovely were summer camps
As cargo in donkeys’ saddlebag,
I have felt highs and lows.

Topic(s) of this poem: memoir


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 3, 2015


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