Belfry Poem by Naveed Khalid

From Makatea to Denver hills,
amidst the rainforest,
a mileage to take far-off beyond the sunrise,
ere in the morning dew her eyes be wet.
full glorious sun of our common affairs
hath tread the mundane shell by the sea-ashore,
against that grey evening star of thy most high deserts,
needest no light at sunset of the evening sky:
a horse-on-saddle at his knee touched the ground
of love-sick thought on thee in worn-out time upon the sand dunes,
that crow's quill of darkened earth's infernal grave,
of eyes so blind by the sweat of thy brow,
ah, upon a barbed wire o'er the wall on high,
I could hear the church bell toll in the backyard of my garden,
where blue-bells hang under the hedgerow of a cottage-tree,
that day of unaltered eye to e'er melting snow at my door.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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