At 84
At 84
At 84
Bamwoyeraki
Your teeth have fled their nest.
Dust rules over the Holy Book.
Untouched buttons of your radio look on.
Curtain folds are like a nurse’s starched uniform.
Your soup bowl has become a roach’s pool.
Your appetite is painted with dull colours.
Your walking stick is the centre in the spider’s handcraft.
Vivacity basks in a second childhood.
The sturdy voice that bounced on walls is now drained.
The kite-sharp eyesight simmers on dying fire.
Your countenance is the light of a fast sinking sun.
Muscles of steel now soft like newly ground corn.
Humour has abandoned your garden.
Where are the mighty hands that lifted me when I fell?
Silent weeds strangle years.
Tendrils of life are tangled up and bewildered.
Your worm-eaten garb sways in the wind.
My eyes well up and rage weighs my throat down.
You are the mahogany never meant to shed his leaves.
• Theme: “We appreciate things when it’s
gone”.
• Tone: Wistful and Nostalgic
• Sound and Rhythm: Free Style, No rhyme
words were used.
• Point of View: 2nd Person Point of View
• Language and Imagery
• Personification
• “Your teeth have fled their nest”.
• “Dust rules over the Holy Book”.
• “Untouched buttons of your radio look on”.
• “Where are the mighty hands that lifted me when I
fell”?
•Simile
• “Curtain folds are like a nurse’s starched uniform”.
• “Muscles of steel now soft like newly ground corn”.
• Metaphor
• “Your soup bowl has become a roach’s pool”.
• “Your walking stick is the centre in the spider’s
handcraft”.
• “Your countenance is the light of a fast sinking sun.
• “You are the mahogany never meant to shed his
leaves”.
• “Humour has abandoned your garden”.
• “Your appetite is printed in dull colors”.
• Vivacity- the quality or state of being
happy and lively.
• Countenance- person’s expression
When life gets tough,
Always remember
Your sweet success,
Came from your struggles When the seasons change,
Your best stories, Always remember
Came from your limitless tries Spring: Innocence
Your wide smiles, Summer: Exuberance
Came from your deep scars Autumn: Reverence
We grow bolder. Winter: Perseverance
When you grow older, W grow better.
Knees getting weaker, Life is precious and
Skin getting looser, Age is just a number
Eyes getting duller, We can’t help getting older
Always remember But I don’t mind
We grow riper. As long as we were together.
Make a two stanza
poem as a response
to the poem.
With the use of cut out
article in a newspaper,
blackout the words that
will result/form an image
that symbolizes the poem
with 1 statement about
the poetic vision/ theme
of the poem.
Bring your parent/
grandparent through a
big picture. Introduce
them, share great things
about them (creative way
of presenting)
Leave last message to
them.
Make a hashtag that
best describes the
poem and explain
why is that so.
Write a reflection
about the poem.