A Village Near Bangkok
Shadows stroll along the dimly lit road
slowly begging clear light of day
to give semblance to illusion's play
And I speak soft words so they may
hear the whispers that surround
inaudible to the little Thai woman
carrying a straw basket of white eggs
She thinks she is alone on the grey pave
but the shades of dark pursue laughing at her
tiny wrinkled face that belies wisdom
I stumble across her holding out my hand
for one fragile egg
so she can sense my reality
Isha Wagner is a New Zealand poet. She has resided in many countries including Iceland, Libya, India, and Australia. She read some of her work at the VIII International Poetry Festival held in Granada, Nicaragua, in February 2012. She has had three collections of poetry published.
Isha,
ReplyDeleteA very nice poem!
Your new friend,
David Fox
Quite the incredible piece. I am impressed with the skill you have in writing this amazing poem. Great work,
ReplyDeleteRussell
A poem written with charm.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your poem very much.
ReplyDeleteI am really intrigued by your poetry, Isha. You always write thought-provoking and compassionate poems. Thank you for sharing "A Village Near Bangkok" and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
Very beautifully written, enjoyed my visit today.
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