31 DAYS OF POETRY- DAY 1- DREAMING JOURNEYS- by Jumoke Verissimo



Dreams should not lose their way
But when they wander into
The garage of graveyards and ghostly towns
What poems will protest and fight grief?

Before now, my eyes became many things
A river, a mirror, a flower, a door, a lit bulb

It was never cemetery or night
Now in light, my eyes fall into dusk
Pulling memories into cascade of tears

Here I am in the hands of my morning desires
Where my body has resumed an ended dialogue
                   
Here I am: the pot is broken, and
Waters have scurried to meet the tree root
Can I still dream to ferry the ocean home?

Here I am: with my words finding yours
Wondering what words were spoken last…

Should I still write tomorrow’s poems?
(For Omalicha) 





Jumoke Verissimo is the author of I am Memory (Dada Books). She has performed her poems in some major poetry festivals in Europe and across Nigeria. Some of her poems are in translation in other languages.



Comments

  1. My dear Jumoke, lovely lines you have here. I follow all the way, though the AND in the last line of stanza 1 slowed the poem.

    I answer you concluding question:

    We must write the poems of TODAY. if we write them well, as you did here, they will form the bedrock of the poems of tomorrow.

    Well done.

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  2. beautiful lines...deep and refreshing

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  3. Lovely write up.... Impressive

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  4. As long as our Muse still gush, we shall write morrow's poems. Good one for a start.

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