Pipe Dream

By Kokumo Noxid

The second collection of Jamaican verse from the Birmingham based poet Kokumo. The follow up to 'Dub Truth'.

• Language: English
• Publisher: APS Publications
• Release date: May 31, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386294030

Book preview

Nature’s Mind

I listen to the wind

Telling stories of old and new things

Covering, uncovering

Exposing what's been wrapped up

A keen ear, gives meaning

To what you're seeking

As long as you're willing to be in’

-this existence

Everything will make sense

Drop the speculations

Of those who came after-words

And let's for-word

Guided by nature's mind

Caution

Belly butterfly flutters

To rapid rhythmic heartbeats

As thoughts of love-in-her

Confuses the mind

But this love isn't blind

So I may just throw caution to the wind

Pipe Dream

What's the purpose of this existence...I asked

Searching for all that we've lost

Wearing a smile, which is actually a mask

For all the doubts keeps floating in and out of your past

Life is such a contrast

As you stare into your reality

...like a hourglass

Puffing a pipe full of dreams

Watching the smoke disappears

Into obscurity

From A Poet To A Dream

I take a sniff of life

It may have been early morning

Or

Late night

The poet comes alive

With the ability to dream

Like a dancing shadow on the wall

Weaving words

Leaving a trail where they fall

Follow, see where it takes you

It may just be a magical journey

Where a poet’s dreams come true

Journey

You don't know why we journey

What we came to see, to do, so you can be

You don't know why we’re journeying

When we complete

Then we reject

Deplete and repeat

A process of newness

If you don't know why we journey

It's because you're stuck in an illusion

Governed by time and space

Classified as a race

That's going nowhere...

Today, I AM stuck in the house again

Waiting to be unrestraint

From this freedom ghost

I AM trapped by the very thing I love, which hates me

...creativity

Got me to the place

Where insane thoughts, are those that offers clarity

You have to think, not just outside of boxes

But outside of the mind-u-factories

They created to function

In stop and start mode...question nothing

Until the circuits overloads

Could this be a countdown to the doom

...for some say the future is full of gloom

But, hasn't it been that way since Plymouth Rock

So why has it come as a shock

Maybe we've forgotten about the real victims

There's no freedom within a evil system

Nothing lost, could never have been found

Yet you spilt blood on sacred ground

What goes around, might just come around

We are only passers by

Stopping briefly as friends

Lovers, parents, child

Just for a while in someone's life

Staying long enough to feel wanted

Then leave with memories

See this ground

Old feet stomped here

Made way for new ones

Disturbing dry bones restlessly, resting

I Rule

I rule

Where no rules rule

No accommodation for mental fools

Grandma's clever brain

And busy hands

Were the tools

Taught independence from start

Never saw her clutched no books

Yet never short of witty words

Never saw her in Sunday best

Yet spiritually never digressed

Nature was her guardian...guide

Giving her all that she provides

Now in us her memories survived

Generations will come to know her

How she clutched her pipe between her teeth

Every puffing sounds was like a heartbeat

All that, are the treasures we keep

And grandma’s rules

Is I rule

Where no rules rule

Rules I

Re-turn

Where will I be

When I re-turn

I left the candle to burn

At both ends

Life's lessons learned

For this newness

I yearn

Knowing You

When will you know me,

To know you

The emptiness I feel

Missing you both,

Your antics, your laughters

Even tears

Have I been denied

Denying

Such joy of seeing you grow up

Have I sacrificed too much

But, I too need to grow stronger

To be able to sustain all your strengths

Let's not count in time or distance

For I have already created

Your existence

Comfort, Comes First

I touched her

Gently

I struck the right cords

To get her in a rhythmic groove

So effortlessly

It makes me hard ears

To resist

As she reach for a kiss

I caresses the warmth of her breath

Pressing into her breasts

Placing I thoughts at best

I took lessons taught from birth

That comfort, comes first

It’s only the eyes

That sees love

In such beautiful reflection

Of the heart

Forward at you

Then you realise

You’re creating what you see

A reflective destiny