Mashell Chapeyama
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Poem "Climbing the mountain with my mother":
- written January 2012
- published January 24, 2012
- viewed 21 times
Other poems by Mashell Chapeyama:
»As many swim across the sea«
»Behold, you are beautiful«
»Breakfast of Tears«
»Bury me in Africa«
»Deported people«
»Life as a Metamorphosis«
»My Poet Tutor (For Alison)«
»Only For Lonely Hearts«
»Real success«
»Real success«
»Schizophrenia, Insomnia and Heartbreak«
»Seeing the Fish shoals«
»Solar Eclipse 2003«
»The Catharsis«
»The long (After the Rape Case)«
»The mind, a palette«
»The rescue from the cavern«
»The Transmogrifier«
»This Learning«
»Where is fairness«
Visit Mashell Chapeyama's profile page
Poem "Climbing the mountain with my mother":
- written January 2012
- published January 24, 2012
- viewed 21 times
Other poems by Mashell Chapeyama:
»As many swim across the sea«»Behold, you are beautiful«»Breakfast of Tears«»Bury me in Africa«
»Deported people«»Life as a Metamorphosis«»My Poet Tutor (For Alison)«»Only For Lonely Hearts«»Real success«»Real success«
»Schizophrenia, Insomnia and Heartbreak«»Seeing the Fish shoals«
»Solar Eclipse 2003«
»The Catharsis«
»The long (After the Rape Case)«»The mind, a palette«»The rescue from the cavern«»The Transmogrifier«»This Learning«»Where is fairness«
»Climbing the mountain with my mother«
What is on the mountain summit, if not just space?
A lazy heaven mountain, unmoving
Smart, unthinking ...just a place to rest on, on calm day
"Let's climb it father, hold my hand- let's us climb."
A father still protects a grown up son, now an adult
Protection from the slip of the cliff-
The cliff that it was a century ago-
Like the cascading Victoria Falls, ululating endlessly.
"Dad, help me climb this rock."
Dare I roll down its slippery crest
To a distance so far away, yet not the sun's distance,
Then miss you as if I had died.
To help me open the eyes wider
Helping me swimming in the seas of reasoning
Then escaping the trap of materialist over bounce
Or the excess in corruption or moral decay:-
"Help me father let's climb this mountain together."
A lazy heaven mountain, unmoving
Smart, unthinking ...just a place to rest on, on calm day
"Let's climb it father, hold my hand- let's us climb."
A father still protects a grown up son, now an adult
Protection from the slip of the cliff-
The cliff that it was a century ago-
Like the cascading Victoria Falls, ululating endlessly.
"Dad, help me climb this rock."
Dare I roll down its slippery crest
To a distance so far away, yet not the sun's distance,
Then miss you as if I had died.
To help me open the eyes wider
Helping me swimming in the seas of reasoning
Then escaping the trap of materialist over bounce
Or the excess in corruption or moral decay:-
"Help me father let's climb this mountain together."
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