by Colin W. Campbell
Santubong Eagle
Down beside the shore,
I saw an eagle fly.
I wished that I might soar,
like an eagle in the sky.
I saw an eagle fly.
I wished that I could be
like an eagle in the sky.
Like the eagle watching me.
I wished that I could be,
I wished that I might soar,
like the eagle watching me.
Down beside the shore.
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Dreams
Out past the setting sun
at the closing of the day.
A time to stop and listen,
with dreams of far away.
At the closing of the day
way down at Santubong,
with dreams of far away
where memories belong.
Way down at Santubong
a time to stop and listen.
Where memories belong
out past the setting sun.
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Lizard Poo
When geckos come around
they sneak up in the dark.
With all this lizard poo
the reptiles leave their mark.
They sneak up in the dark,
oh, what are we to do?
The reptiles leave their mark
just lying on the ground.
Oh what are we to do
with all this lizard poo?
Just lying on the ground,
when geckos come around.
Author’s Note: The Pantoums Santubong Eagle, Dreams, and Lizard Poo first appeared in Bewildering Stories, Issue 478, 2012 and were read on Radio Sarawak RedFM, 2013.
Note on Author’s Pantoums:
These Pantoums are not Colin W. Campbell’s first pieces in Eastlit. He has been previously published in Eastlit as follows:
- Santubong Haiku in February 2013.
- Three Pantoums in April 2013.
- The Sarawak Club in September 2013.
