Singing Vultures Kissing Snakes
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These poems are stories experienced and told by friends, relatives and myself. Private and public experiences in individuals, family, multicultural and universal lives. Authentic imagery in the stories make the poems worth reading.
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Singing Vultures Kissing Snakes - Daniel Barasa
Singing Vultures
Kissing Snakes
Daniel Barasa
Table of Contents
POEMS
My Flower
The Station
Listen
Mama, Where And Why?
White Horse
Mirror
Hero
The Tempest
Underneath
Singing Vultures Kissing Snakes
Helena
Man And Thoughts
I Cry
I Wish I Had A Window
The Foggy Night
The Love-Of-Self
The Penthouse
Silence!
The Blacksmith
The Eagle
The Morgue Attendant
Shoes For The Pharaoh
The Free
Work For Sight
The Curse
AJAR REQUIEM
Scene I
Scene II
Copyright
POEMS
MY FLOWER
The march makes me laugh,
Stop the kidnapping! Stop the rape! Stop the murder!
My very flower with petals so fine-looking,
You prick the red and away let it float on raging waters.
My flower’s aroma is dwindling and
The flying bees will not stick around.
In this room of agony veiled in darkness,
Sickly shadowed thoughts
Confirm my permanent residence and
My pretense of liking the dungeon
Of a castle keeps me alive.
Others bequeathed their names on the wall’s lips
Since they heard the screams and saw their deaths.
Only a few saw freedom’s doors.
The face of evil is gently sweet and saintly helpful.
The face of evil gave me food, sweets
And a ride home - a helper.
In this dark hell the face of evil is at home
For the hands that gave now touch and molest!
The seraph’s eyes burn red as live coal in the night as
His softness turns coarse and dry.
My flower, the bee’s award
He plucks, he smells,
He licks, he bites, and he eats!
The resilience of my flower is revolting
And I hate that this was his assured tomorrows.
This was the other façade of humanity.
He was every parent’s nightmare.
We hear them march, we laugh.
The cry in my laughter’s palpable and
The joy in his is the irony that’s laughable.
The march was his morning exercise.
My new home is my final end,
Peaceful death, come for your youthful bride.
For the handkerchief in my hand is like
A ring proposed by him.
Only that the jeweler is my dear mother,
She felt pity for him, his red-soaked eyes
Drowning in tears from this strenuous march
And to him she said,
"Cry not, for my child is somewhere,
And like you, someone special is wiping her tears!"
This march makes me laugh!
THE STATION
The heartbeat of the entry and exit of trains and buses is
Constant, the departure timed though the exit unexpected.
The sun is hot enough to dry corn, the ocean blue sky so clear
With a splash of wavy clouds. The mask of faces
Seems peaceful but the hearts are in pain.
Pain from saying goodbyes,
Pains from hugs that warmly squeeze their