the drought

the drought by anelephantcant

the drought by anelephantcant


another day the woman says
as she opens wide the curtains
she has never felt less sure before
she is totally uncertain

the baby gurgles on the floor
all smiles his feet are kicking
the children laugh around the smell
of next door’s frying chicken

the infant’s odour fills the room
the children quickly estrange him
she knows the mess must first be cleaned
as part of what is changing

she wonders what is on his mind
her man so unpredictable
expressions in his foreign tongue
create images undepictable

is he the cause of what she feels
is he the key to all things
the fear that narrows in her throat
the joy that from her heart sings

and can she leave her world behind
can she travel through the drought
is he the bringer of the light
or the reason for her doubt

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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4 Responses to the drought

  1. Dear Elephant,

    This echoes my mood today. That last verse is so full of questions and possibilities and, as always fleshed out and brought to life by the reader.

    Hugs and Shalom,

    Rochelle

    Like

  2. emmylgant says:

    The making of a dreamy, hazy, blues stories. Maybe a mournful sax in the distance. She knows he’s a stranger.
    Interesting title for a beautifully crafted poem fertile in possibilities and directions.

    Like

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