Metaphor Animal Poems

a hibernating bear
          in the dead of winter
during the day,
      ...

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I ride on Ryley Rhino 
as down the river we go.
He knows things I want to know.

I said, “There’s a flashy fish!
Watch it swirl and...

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A hunter on hunting field 
Hunting dengerous animals.
Trapping their ways 
And hid behind a baobab tree.

A Clever leopard found out the traps
And hid on the...

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The feeling is neutral if not numb;
to the fact that most dogs are now rather dumb.
They waddle and limp to whoever has food,
regardless of thought...

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Villanelle the Foal

A gripping dance 
(12 men lift a rigid horse onto a pick-up truck).
I drive gate-wide

in the Volvo 
(Mummy, what are they doing with...

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Animals have something  magical !
they are faithful as we are not...
They are honest as few
men are, and teach us...!
They are libels against corruption
and they...

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The bristle of our skins,
the taste of the mouth,
the awakening of the smell,
the anticipation of pleasure

are precipitated forms
of harmonious coexistence
between the pure amalgam
and body vibration.
...

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~ for Ana ~

I was there many times -
I’d been watching him for years,
(he, black as coal),
almost two decades now,
an extraordinary age for a wolf...

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Oh the raven that flies in the skies above.
While we all stand down here adoring the doves.
Only thinking of a raven as death and ill.
But...

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                 Capture the moments that will never come back

...

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	AN ALLEGORICAL COCOON LESSON
				(APROPOS OF POLLING)

In preparation, ants are moulding
And stacking their mounds; in hives,
Bees reflect collective oneness 
In the sweetness of their unity;
And in...

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Lavinia will watch the tall grass grow
Instinctly she gently mocks the rain and wind
yet admire the moorhens
as the sunlight hoovers amongst the rivers side
She will...

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We stagger on the slopes heading home
We had been bar friends and home could be anywhere in between
As long as little comfort settled in, home...

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in the surreal solemnity of nature

	a solemn ant colony
	passes in a funeral-like
	procession
	carrying bits of crumbs
	and one of their own…

	a lone ballooning spider
	ceases his kiting
	and hovers...

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My mom has eyes like a hawk. 
They‘re in the back of her head. 
In town, she told me not to gawk.
I followed down the...

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