June 4, 2019by Dami Ajayi

Tuesday Poem by Ruth Zakari

Hurricane on the sky

Afro-thick clouds rally

Past the pink, orange canvas

Over wispy heads


A mule hangs in the air

Listening to the birds

Zigzag over everything

The sun steadies its head

For a final game

Soon, it loses its ring to gravity

Stripped, the yellow ball falls


A crane perches high off the ground

Reaching the last bit of light

But losing… losing fast

Its hook pose

Ready for what the night may bring

Colour fades to a deep blue sea

I lose my shadow to the warmth

Of headlamps racing after the sun