POEMS by Imran Kanjo
I love the spring for every day there’s something new that comes to stay another bud, another bird, another blade the sun has stirred
2 Grand Canyon
Grand Canyon had no speech to make. She never said a word. While I viewed her matchless glory I was startled by a bird. It came flying down, tumbling through the air. And stopped beside me there and sang the sweetest little song that I wanted you to hear.
3 Another Grand Canyon Poem
I look to the depths far, far below the crevasse that canyons formed long ago. Two twisting tails, ledges, steep winding rivers with pools so deep under the gaze a wontons throne a river of scarlet high above the temple of Vishnu
4 Time and a river flowing, a river flowing free. From snowy mountain summits to a balmy tropic sea. The Colorado River, a river running free. It carved a stupendous canyon, for the entire world to see. Six million winter snow falls, the snowflakes falling free. Six million years of spring melts rushed to meet the sea.