Tag: Home by Nnamdi Wabara

Genre: Life

Home by Nnamdi Wabara

Beneath the boughs where I rest,

from twilight to wee hours, as my bed can attest.

Searching for sleep, the night sounds a pest,

my legs thrashing around, seeking refuge from mosquitoes with zest.

 

Beneath the boughs where I rest,

my co-tenant, the squirrel had in the ceiling made its nest.

Of its gender I was not certain nor did I show interest,

as a low thump told of its arrival with today’s heist.

 

Beneath the boughs where I rest,

with buckets and sundry cans in place, lest;

the leaking boards discharge the rains in their trickle fest,

upon the cracked floor, it’s face now a mason’s jest.

 

Beneath the boughs where I rest,

tonight’s shadow on the wall seems clad in a vest.

And seemed to have lips, swollen like a nursing breast,

a flash of light later and it’s my jumper hanging from the drawer chest.

 

Nnamdi Wabara, 2015

(newerthots.blogspot.com)

 

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