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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Categories:
baobab, africa,
Form: Free verse
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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Categories:
baobab, africa,
Form: Free verse
Baobab Love
Beneath the Baobab,
Two hearts beat the drums of love,
Eyes sparkle with warmth.
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Categories:
baobab, culture, emotions, first love,
Form: Haiku
Baobab
Baobab flower
opens once every fifty years
so pretty white bloom
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Categories:
baobab, flower,
Form: Haiku
Beautiful, But Strange
with singular charm
baobab touches blue sky
in golden noon sun
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Categories:
baobab, beauty, nature, nice, sun,
Form: Haiku
Categories:
baobab, africa, animal, fun, humor,
Form: Footle
O' Baobab
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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Categories:
baobab, africa, mystery, myth, nature,
Form: Free verse
The Baobab Tree
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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Categories:
baobab, nature, moon,
Form: Free verse