POETRY

What Mornings Are

Posted on by CULTUREGO

By Ronaldo  Mohammed

Morning –

rolls off tired tongues;

escapes the prayerful lips of mothers and grandmothers blessing children.

Another day –

Awake –

‘Kiskadee’

The sound outside my window –

Wet blades of grass being ‘wackered’ down –

The faint scent of vicks and fever grass used the night before –

A new day dawns –

The kettle cries.

Talks over the Morning Brew –

“Workers laid off.”

Hot water to make coffee.

The stove is aglow with sizzling smoked herring,

Like the reddish hues in twilight.

For some, mornings are the embers of the night before.

For others, it is a new beginning.

Ronaldo Mohammed is an undergraduate student at the University of the West Indies, Trinidad & Tobago, currently pursuing a double major in French and Spanish. As a  young, aspiring writer he is also one of the chairpersons of U.WE Speak, a group that hosts monthly open mic events at the University campus. The mission of U.WE Speak  is to promote free speech and activism through the Arts.

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