Guest poem by Ritesh Kumar Mishra
photo credit: gmeador Tree at Eufaula Pond via photopin (license)
Open your fount
to mount the mount
of shame, selfishness, and want
to rain the daunt
of dint, mint, and quaint [1]
Open your fount
to reign the train
of guilt, pain, and strain
to stain
the nectar, narcissism, and Nestor [2]
Open your fount
to pat
the grime, mire, and sublime
to gestalt [3]
the sweat, sweet, and salt
Open your fount
to muscle
the tussle, hustle, and bustle
to marvel
the make, break, and keepsake
Open your fount
for a drop
of rain, paean [4], and a mouthful of sky.
[1] quaint: attractive, unusual or old fashioned
[2] Nestor: king of pylos famous for his wisdom and longevity
[3] gestalt: an organised whole that is more than the sum of parts
[4] paean: a song of praise and triumph
Dr. Ritesh Kumar Mishra works at the NASA Johnson Space Centre, Houston, Texas, USA.
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