Solomon Ochwo-Oburu Poet Free verse

I Met a Collage

I met a collage
hair, a messed-up colored sisal 
lips, pasted with red droppings
eyes, grafted lemurs’ spectacles
neck, ring-fenced with cowries
fingers, sharp porcupine quills
legs, wrapped with bull’s colon
feet, balancing on goat hooves
ears, crying “have mercy, you wheels”
clothes,  mosaic of bush flowers
confused I was when met her
but I was told the collage I met
was not art piece of an artist
but a  modern African girl

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Doug Vinson February 25, 2017 at 10:38 PM Good questions. How do we present ourselves to the world? How much energy do we put into it? How much do we care? Solomon Ochwo-Oburu February 28, 2017 at 9:11 AM You are my mind-mate, Doug. Thanks