My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I started sharing poetry articles back in 2013. Every year I share a poem a day in April.
In one day the eldest magician
was able to collect all the beasts
as a magical politician
he explained to them their future feats.
“You must play at being who you are
and the world will follow your movement.
You will create the tree from the air
through your play we will find improvement.”
When the man and his daughter arrived
to explain they were too wise to be tasked
and their magic world seemed too contrived,
obedience is all that they asked.
Well, Pau Ammu, the crab, did not care
to be obedient to the man
the crab scuttled to sea under stare
of the daughter who watched as he ran.
The next day the eldest magician
took a look at this world of their play
even though not mathematician
he was pleased with the outcomes that day.
Then the man and his daughter returned
to find oxen would help tend the land
yet their fishing was not what they learned
severe tides would arrive, most unplanned.
Their destroyed fishing gear would return
to their feet with each wave and froth,
they questioned all that they could have learned,
animals disobedient wrath.
Eldest magician and man to sea
where they asked the fisherman in moon
of the animals who still roam free
who bring destructive waves at high noon?
When finally spoke daughter of man
on how crab was hiding in Peach roots
after creating, Pau Ammu ran
under tree to avoid man disputes.
Now the man needed to learn lessons
that the curtains were pulled on this play
and now tides became main discussion
on Pau Ammu’s victorious day.
So when crab is asleep tides are low
and when crab needs to eat tides are high
these are in’s and out’s of this show
so the man better disguise his sigh.
Other crabs mythologies are told
to our children as they sit by fire
Pau Ammu’s story never gets old,
to win liberty, we should aspire.
© 2020 Jamie Lee Hamann