AKUA NYAMEKYE
The stream smiles . . .
Your reflection rides on her ripples
Like a goddess
In a crystal palanquin
The stream smiles . . .
Your reflection rides on her ripples
Like a goddess
In a crystal palanquin
You are the lyrics
Of the sunbird's song
Calling the sun
To wash her rainbow garment
In the stream
Of the sunbird's song
Calling the sun
To wash her rainbow garment
In the stream
This simmering applause
Filtered by bamboo leaves
Welcomes your arrival
Into the cogitative calm
Filtered by bamboo leaves
Welcomes your arrival
Into the cogitative calm
Akua Nyamekye--
I have been here hunting
Crabs since the palmwine tapper's
Second visit to the triplet raffia
I have been here hunting
Crabs since the palmwine tapper's
Second visit to the triplet raffia
I am the clay statue
Who witnessed the limning
Of footprints of all
The village maidens on this bank
Who witnessed the limning
Of footprints of all
The village maidens on this bank
Maggots dance in their footprints
To the cheer songs of houseflies
Whilst a kaleidoscope of butterflies
Tend in yours, a flower garden
To the cheer songs of houseflies
Whilst a kaleidoscope of butterflies
Tend in yours, a flower garden
The silhouette fellow
Tiptoes with icy feet
Bearing a golden thurible
Covered in the hypnagogic smoke
Of your fragrance
To engrave your name
On the virgin moon
Tiptoes with icy feet
Bearing a golden thurible
Covered in the hypnagogic smoke
Of your fragrance
To engrave your name
On the virgin moon
21/06/2015
_Sarpong Kumankoma
_Sarpong Kumankoma
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