VISAYAN ENGLISH: PROSE & POEMS EVERY DAY

There’s a dragonfly off the window

By JC Nigado

There’s a dragonfly off the window

It caught my eyes – Chinese

Spreading its wings at rest;

And shifted my thoughts

Bolivian, in and between sleep

From Indian rain to Morning Sun.

Is this dragonfly forging work?

Hemming around to Seoul on third,

Or is tea finding Ceylon space –

In this Mexico jungle,

Where guilt is felled

By Chile drugs and bullets.

Is this dragonfly Nigerian lost?

Rambling Soviet from the garden

Or the realm of its own –

An old Nicaraguan at play

Trying to fit in ice; dry

Suspects in our uneasy midst.

Dragonflies fly American high

Ugly or clean on thin air.

The unseen seldom matter

As long as it does the hour

And the breath is Parisian –

Where Romans fall to stray.

In style the dragonfly floats

Flitting from Peru to pleasure;

Sans  loch and dragon light –

To dazzle and freeze police

Characters on a Nordic chase

In the land of Anatolia.

In the Malays of dragonflies

The wind blows Greek and doubts

Fearing hearts and minds with Siam

Of sachets, smoke, solvents, syrup

And pills – to please Persian seekers

Of life’s leisure trap.