Baobab Poems - Poems about Baobab

Night’s lingering silhouette no longer Shields my restless shadow, which clutches me With gusto and haunting trauma. My naked thorax seeks raffia clothing; My ribs rebel against enchanting shivers from the spine of terror. Adam’s greenish raiment I long for, Among wet strings of strong bows fastened To the groins of departed giants. My feet, caked by frozen sand dunes, Tramp gently and defiantly...

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Night’s lingering silhouette no longer Shields my restless shadow, which clutches me With gusto and haunting trauma. My naked thorax seeks raffia clothing; My ribs rebel against enchanting shivers from the spine of terror. Adam’s greenish raiment I long for, Among wet strings of strong bows fastened To the groins of departed giants. My feet, caked by frozen sand dunes, Tramp gently and defiantly...

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Beneath the Baobab, Two hearts beat the drums of love, Eyes sparkle with warmth....

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Baobab flower opens once every fifty years so pretty white bloom...

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with singular charm baobab touches blue sky in golden noon sun...

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Aarvark Odd Park...

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O' Baobab! O' Baobab! O' Baobab Ace of the furnace, finest of the dynasty You strut your breast high And ply strain against the yearn, Against the fire, the desire for sigh Haughty, you stand, before the salvo slivers of the sun Arms spread, nerve unturned Embracing every lance, every pierce Skin dread, you bleed yet your...

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This fat lady in a dinner dress Raises its crooked fingers up high On this moon lit night The moon is full It shines through the fingers Like a scene Out of a horror film And if a raven came and perched On one of this fat lady's arms I swear my heart would start And I'd run in terror Away from this baobab tree....

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