National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem-i : Oar

Inspired by  animated version of “Seductive Fantasy” by Sun Ra and his Arkestra

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Crooning to the milky ways is the oar of the boatman;

Splash…splash…the monotone syncopated the buzzes of the cricket.

The melted old face on the silver water bore a single eye

Of the big fish crooning to the combing of the old

rotten wooden oars.

Time wrapped in mist-wet Cashmere shawl weaving quilt.

More and more circles getting shaped prisoning stages

of life on the chiffon stage.

Hands of hours, minutes and seconds looking debonair,

guising the members of a Jazz band gifting

a melody playful melancholy.

Splash…the messenger, the passenger of the boat, dived

into milky blue with the belongings,

a hand and a head. A barn-owl out of fog called out–

it hoots imitated the voice of the trombone.

Opening my eyes, drowsy in dream, I look down

from borealis. I smiled at me.