A-Float With Mona-Lisa
april full
of flow’ry scent
ah, garlan’ bearded
horses
with rosy colours
fabl’d white horses
with vevet coverings
war foot’d
with the awry shouts of owls
old night’s life
guard’d by red-eye’d lions
arm’d guards of the dark old spectre
still standing still
beside this homestead
beside these rivers
a-float with mona-lisa
with wise niger-maidens
lip-fuls of laughters
and legs-bent of dances
in desperation
for a flow’ry scent leaf
o-o-o-o-o-o-o!
coming
a-float with mona-lisa?
Copyright © Canny Amah | Year Posted 2012
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