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Leonard Dabydeen (Brampton, Ontario, Canada)

Leonard Dabydeen (Brampton, Ontario, Canada)

Leonard Dabydeen, Guyanese-Canadian poet and member of The Society of Classical Poets (USA); Life Member of MetVerse Muse (India); member of Muse India Journal; member of Muse-Pie Press (Shot Glass Journal and Fib Review), contributor to Gandhi Way Newsletter (UK), https://english.pratilipi.com/leonard-dabydeen/, SETU bilingual literary journal (USA); blog:  https://ldabydeen.wordpress.com/ .

Free-lance writer and book reviewer; author of Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems (2012), and Searching For You, A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci Poems (2015).


(an inverted fib poem)
deep inside
this rich rainforest
Amazon burning forest cry
hear bush hogs screaming, tigers running, monkeys crying.
And trees and brushes wail to fire fury ashen grey
with toll of the eco-system
let birds fly
(Fibonacci poem)
hate rage
will make you
wonder loud in fear
life’s worth from barrel of a gun
a bullet in the heart defies American dream.
(Fibonacci Poem)
mind, body
archiving actions
hereafter it will reveal itself
in the solstices and equinoxes as new born.
(terza rima)
Where a lamppost spreads a white spotlight
Nursing silent night with canny purr,
A raccoon crosses there in sudden flight.
Where an old man walks his dog this hour
With a leash that’s buckled to his hand,
The dog stands briefly pat in belled collar.
Where a beggar sits while others stand,
Passersby don’t stop along their way,
No one cares about his open hand.
Life has parity that fills each day
That’s beyond the scope of a tomorrow;
How we see our world around at play
Makes it important: share love, not sorrow.