Accra Ghana Storm

Richelle Slota

Blessed, my daughter suckles my granddaughter,
Maya Ama Konamah, in the bluest chair.

Jungle plants on the terrace dance.
Skittish stallions across a far expanse.

Black sky of wind and lightning flash.
Rush to shut the sliding window sash.

Thunder blasts, slant rain, harms
None, envelops all, a mother loving
Suckling the city in her vast refreshing arms.

Richelle Slota

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