November 19, 2018

 

In Pursuit of a Fugitive Man

 
 
 

In Pursuit Of A Fugitive Man

Her steps -- slow, exploratory
The ground a bit sleepy, slippery

Feeling low, lousy and unloved
Dawdling, doubting, a slow glow

Dawn stirred with its smiling rays
Behold blurry, sinewy figures

At night the skies had leaked --
Puddles she circumnavigated

He sought to be taught a lesson
To be caught groping for delight

Scrubbing sleepiness from her sockets
She arrived only to see her alone, unruffled






Article © Ndaba Sibanda. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-10-29


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