Poem -blogpost by Dhanu

Last night I dreamt of Mama's house
But mama wasn't there
Still her essence wafted through
As carried on the air
Her windows they were pushed up high
Her curtains blowing though
Two steps bathed in burgundy
Stretch forth to welcome you.

The Sunlight white cast off the sand
Said Sunday morn to me
Sweet read rose lined the walk way up
Mingled with Salty sea
Oh look now full the Dew-plumb tree
And papa by the well
Pomegranates beckon me
Paths lined with pink conch shells

That hole's still there where Mama poured
The scalding water in
And out ran a burning crab
Claws up with menacing grin

But what I saw that touched me most
I saw my younger self
Well and strong, filled with joy
A vision of good health
Coming from the back kitchen
Hands full with coconut tart
I thank you for this vision Jah
It helps to heal my heart.