An Appeal to the Waves
Wait awhile!
I build a castle of untold tales,
tell a saga,
of feuds, feasts and festivals
on your shores.
In the castle,
I build a kitchen to preserve
the traditional recipes
add a window to peer into
the soul of the shy cousin.
I line the inner walls with portraits
of those who would years hence be known for
their smiles, eyes and the colour of their skin,
not for
the ambrosial puddings she baked,
the pigtails she braided,
the stories she told,
the faded green tattoo on his arm,
the supply of crisps and candies,
the paralysed side of his body,
the walks I took with him and her.
I create a motte of inconsequential facts
that need to be told.
Ours is no legacy of royalty,
our narrative is but
the architect of our beliefs.
These stories you will wash away
by the dawn of day
like rocks now are pearls of sand.
Stop!
Let us glimpse on our castle of untold tales.
Wait awhile!
______________________________________________________________
A poem I wrote in June 2017 when I first started writing poems seriously. This poem is written in the memory of my grandparents. It is also cites my reason for writing - to leave a legacy for my future generations.
Comments