Poems About Africa by Top Critiquers

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...

Grandpa Blues for Grandma & Me  
 
Deserted gas station
In pitch black cloak
Of an African American gentleman
Ambling down the street
Our guardian seraph
On this blue avenue
Where parishioners of the church congregate
And a New Jerusalem waits
The man ushers us down the aisle
What is your name I ask?
“Richard, too many people know me
Where I died in Paris
But here hardly anyone knows me.
I prefer the anonymity of my hometown.”
And the memory of a lonely sign
By the bluffs that honors the Native Son ...