A wild world
Full of gentleness and calm
Hot afternoon sun
Cool evening breeze, oh balm
Oh blow softly o’er my bruised
Soul, my used, confused palm
Craving a crisp clasp, my blues’d
Memory of belonging to you
Briefly ellipsed –
Briskly eclipsed by re-longing for you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river