Daily Poem Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Daily poems

My computer bombards me with poems
Everyday
I read some; leave the rest, and today

The “Homeport”

I read her, to the end
Followed love
It is nice.

But brain travels; it is wild
Goes to air and the seas
Work, tour, war.

Trawlers, many men, overalls
The nets land
On surface, mid and down

Creatures run, speed and swim
Mostly in
And crushed they come out

The seabed is ploughed
Fishers are brutal
But at home, waiting mouths.

Naval ships, submarines and the guns
Some airports
And planes and take offs and the bombs

Refugees in the dhows, turn, capsize

Even on the weekends flicker spaces
Says “Dubrow”
“Certain light; confining fit of love.”

I have a wide-scope, screen in front
And cry
“Each of us has limit, see own life.”