Poems About Africa Published by Members Recently Online
#Africa
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
14th Jan 2018 8:47pm
14th Jan 2018 8:47pm
UNDER THE NET
Let us spend our nights under the same mosquito net,
Consummating what has grown up between us since we met.
In the safari lodge below the African sky
We can lie together as the outside world goes by,
Under that net at end of the day we can undress;
The insects may see, but never touch, the nakedness
Of us, two human creatures who make love not war,
For whom the Kenyan natural world fills us with awe.
Thus we can have intimate, passionate nights,
Our bodies untouched by the dreaded mosquito bites.
The linking of our bodies, one male, one...
Consummating what has grown up between us since we met.
In the safari lodge below the African sky
We can lie together as the outside world goes by,
Under that net at end of the day we can undress;
The insects may see, but never touch, the nakedness
Of us, two human creatures who make love not war,
For whom the Kenyan natural world fills us with awe.
Thus we can have intimate, passionate nights,
Our bodies untouched by the dreaded mosquito bites.
The linking of our bodies, one male, one...
#love
#Africa
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
14th Jan 2018 8:47pm
14th Jan 2018 8:47pm
UNDER THE NET
Let us spend our nights under the same mosquito net,
Consummating what has grown up between us since we met.
In the safari lodge below the African sky
We can lie together as the outside world goes by,
Under that net at end of the day we can undress;
The insects may see, but never touch, the nakedness
Of us, two human creatures who make love not war,
For whom the Kenyan natural world fills us with awe.
Thus we can have intimate, passionate nights,
Our bodies untouched by the dreaded mosquito bites.
The linking of our bodies, one male, one...
Consummating what has grown up between us since we met.
In the safari lodge below the African sky
We can lie together as the outside world goes by,
Under that net at end of the day we can undress;
The insects may see, but never touch, the nakedness
Of us, two human creatures who make love not war,
For whom the Kenyan natural world fills us with awe.
Thus we can have intimate, passionate nights,
Our bodies untouched by the dreaded mosquito bites.
The linking of our bodies, one male, one...
#love
#Africa
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
#Africa
#love
#marriage
#sensual
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
#Africa
#love
#marriage
#sensual
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
#Africa
#love
#marriage
#sensual
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
#Africa
#love
#marriage
#sensual
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
#Africa
#love
#marriage
#sensual
#son
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moroccanpoet
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
Moroccan Night
Beneath the Moroccan moon, a tale unfolds,
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
#beauty
#inspirational
#Africa #night
#Africa #night
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moroccanpoet
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
Moroccan Night
Beneath the Moroccan moon, a tale unfolds,
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
#beauty
#inspirational
#Africa #night
#Africa #night
206 reads
2 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
Moroccan Night
Beneath the Moroccan moon, a tale unfolds,
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
#beauty
#inspirational
#Africa #night
#Africa #night
206 reads
2 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
6th Apr 2024 10:40pm
Moroccan Night
Beneath the Moroccan moon, a tale unfolds,
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
#beauty
#inspirational
#Africa #night
#Africa #night
206 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
31st Dec 2022 11:10pm
31st Dec 2022 11:10pm
Haile Selassie Is Not God
Rastafarians will feel animosity towards the author of this composition.
Emperor Haile Selassie was a wicked and corrupt ruler, not God.
He did not care about the underprivileged people of Ethiopia.
Millions of Negroes starved and suffered under his oppressive leadership.
The uncivilized Rastas rejoiced that their god was coming for them.
His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I visited Jamaica on April 21, 1966.
And he needed an interpreter to translate between English and his tongue.
What kind of god does not understand the language of...
Emperor Haile Selassie was a wicked and corrupt ruler, not God.
He did not care about the underprivileged people of Ethiopia.
Millions of Negroes starved and suffered under his oppressive leadership.
The uncivilized Rastas rejoiced that their god was coming for them.
His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I visited Jamaica on April 21, 1966.
And he needed an interpreter to translate between English and his tongue.
What kind of god does not understand the language of...
#oppression
#Africa
#religion
#God
#suffering
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