Chenna Linda Poems

still as a lake frozen in time
i sat in the audience
the time is here thaw i must
my inside roll as with sweat off a glass
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I hear of nations
Sleek like eel
Of road networks
Twisting like my ma's waterleaf stem in her tiny farm
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I Was little
And Everything Was Big
My Daddie Was An Iroko Tree
Tall And Huge
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Long Gone
I water my heart
Memories I Must Keep Fresh
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fall rain, dont stop yet
glid through my grains, your work is not done yet
reach my core
keep falling, wash away the dirt placed in me
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