Come Away (a poem)

11 12 2010

There is no promise of fast cars, bikes and blings;
but of buses, Dynas and dugouts.
There is no promise of hotels, motels and cocktails,
but regales of tales and gales of laughter.

Amidst the chit-chat chatter,
of chirrups and chirps,
over gurgles and babbles
of eddies down dales and vales.

Buai stains, Blavk earth and blue skies.
To cool nights of endless stars;
Chandelier of celestial stares
witness the passion of this fire.
Even in the dying embers,
your eyes will hold their flame,
as I catch the glint in ‘em.

Heart beats in staccato to head rush,
like the distant roar
of the Baiyer wild in perpetual rush,
beneath ancient shadows of stoic Mul,
who thru tufts soft of shifting shapes,
in silent whispers of hallowed zephyrs,
breath your name in the quite cool.

Hey baybay,
Hey baybay!
Come away,
Come away!

~ero~

Mutulap Crk, Enga, © N.I. Piakal, 2009

Some Facts
*Buai is Tok Pisin (pidgin) for Betelnut. Chewing it in PNG is a cultural pastime, albeit detrimental as it is to teeth and gums. 🙂
* The Baiyer River is a tributary to the Yuat River (as does Mutulap Creek above) which eventually meets the mighty Sepik.
*Mul is the ORIGINAL name of Mt Hagen (the mountain) which stands at 3800 metres above sea level.
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2 responses

13 12 2010
Monpi

Yeah damn straight Mul stands high! 🙂

Love the creek photo aiyah…very beautiful.

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13 12 2010
dreamzmedia

see why i love PNG sooo much 🙂
Shit dont get better than that 😉

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