Harmattan Unlimited Poem by DOMINIC PREMPEH

Dry skins
Fit into dusty environs
Harmattan is here

Harmattan dust
The leaves by the un-tarred road
Feel it better

Harmattan journey
Dust waves
On un-tarred roads

Harmattan spectacle
Dry leaves
And hazy atmosphere

Harmattan fire
Not even the wetlands
Are spared

Harmattan bushfire
One surest way
Of communal gathering

Harmattan Voices
Dry
And weird

Harmattan prayer
A drop of water
In a dry throat

Harmattan scars—
Cracked lips
And dry skins

(8th Jan.,2017; Ofoase)