It’s silent on the savanna tonight
We creep toward the acacia trees
hoping to not see a lion or leopard
we have already been chased by wild dogs
the entire family is here, alert and aware
luckily we only need twenty minutes of sleep a day
this helps us survive
Categories:
acacia, africa,
Form: Free verse
I BIRTHED ALONE
Twelve hours in velvet dark
I waited for your shaft
to penetrate my channel of desire
birthing purity and long lashes
You came without a doubt
Acacia branches making curtains
their feet digging deep for
numinosity of life
Wisdom of Time feeding a
penetration into waiting
moistness hidden thorns
creating circles of protection
Descent spiralled into eardrums
eyeballs, silently swirling spun
dividing space, minerals
unfolding with Earth’s rhythm
Her sister shed joyful tears
for soft arched feet
whilst pansy petals fell
for dainty fingers curling
As missionary I buried
sticky cord beneath Acacia
understood an elixir of truth
your departure
into shadows
You were gone
I birthed alone
©GhairoDanielsPoetry1997
Categories:
acacia, baby, beautiful, birth, blessing,
Form: Bio
FOG LIKE PHANTOM STREAMS
misty beauty, white ravines
make mornings meaningful
Acacia arboretum hold fast
At the breaking before breakfast
The new day, old friends, egrets
Categories:
acacia, africa, bird, environment, extended
Form: Alliteration
We are lost in the fog rolling over river waves, intoxicated with waters music.
I can see you only, and you can see only me,
while passion between us turns into endless blue.
*
In a flash, I can see
yours jump into the hug of insectoid past.
Dreaming fingers of mine and my long dark hair.
You are chasing your shadow while dreaming of me.
You will catch her only on the horizon.
*
The great wall protecting my soul is collapsing,
hit by your lips and words.
Frightened, my soul emerges out.
*
My flying words towards you are frozen
by dead bodies.
Our shoes are in love with the path
through the cemetery acacia.
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Categories:
acacia, crush, feelings, for her,
Form: Free verse
the big shirt jigged and flapped,
while the clothes line struggled
to gain control; wily birds
stamped their little feet to the
shirt’s sailing- ship, wild-blustered
rhythm; below, the fat garden
cat licked its lips as Mrs Bridges
prepared the evening meal, early.
The big shirt jigged and flapped,
While the clothes line…
Categories:
acacia, angst, humanity,
Form: Free verse
From the moment we shook hands
By subtle vibes I’d been eclipsed
Distinct your voice ever so grand
From the moment we shook hands
Upon your palms illusive strands
Blending with such beckoning lips
From the moment we shook hands
By subtle vibes I’d been eclipsed
Categories:
acacia, love, romance,
Form: Triolet