Sunday, March 18, 2018

Poetry: 4RUNNERS [for Garfield, Gene, Herbie and Jacquie]

Wordless
conversations
the wisdom of
innocence passing down
with each
smile frown
with each wine-fed chuckle
The nation's
history unfurling
like the flag
From inky
Darkroom thick
with acidic halides and
sulfites
to dusty
Pantone studio
jungle
Afro-Caledonian-Caribbean fusions
on the palette
and clay
giving way to
ancient
warriors
leaders
diplomat silently asserting
their
unending credentials
Frustration
institutionalized and borne from
Central Village
to
South-central
Ontario
and spun out a hundred
ways
in a hundred tales
Through the unexplained
absences
indeed there was never any
need
to explain
Private agonies united
You all
a motif of
yearning
for a greater
World
for simpler times to
return
where intelligence
was as much as function of
the heart as
the head
and where all life's
vicissitudes
can be worked out
in an impromptu
jig
powered by
polyrhythmic
percussion

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