Best Bok Poems

"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards...

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A World Shattered


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Here in Bolehland, this has to be the saddest news to date...
The occurrence of a fiery tragedy, to leave a...

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Saturday Farmers’ Market 

Here’s how it goes at our Farmers’ Market:
shoppers all ages, clothing, and races,
parents push bundled babies in strollers, 
children dash eagerly through...

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III

Who is this wanderer come out of the desert
well nourished and with muddied feet?

Who is this angel come down from heaven
to walk this earth for...

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II

The teacher and her pupil sat by the river
holding hands and trading adjectives of

admiration. Luna looked down upon the playful
couple and blessed their union. They...

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SNAKES (XI)

			Temptation always comes in a pretty package;
			they were caught between two worlds,
			worlds apart. The reason for snakes
			in the grass is to make elephants dance.

			You...

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I would help the air by blowing smoke 
into outer space. 
Not like the teens who blow it in my face.

Bok Choy!
For the farmer I...

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He sits before my window strongly scented 
implanted deep inside my soil so grand 
With bushy arms of spruce uncomplicated 
this big bulbous tree is...

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IX

"Not exactly Rumi...", he quipped, 
his words charged with full intent. 

"Rumi writes for everyone," she replied, 
"your words are meant for me alone." 

With...

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THEIR   LAST   DANCE


Said the lion to the spring-bok
Let’s do  a turn around the veldt
I won’t laugh at  your ...

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As lunch draws near,
My taste buds rise.
Will it bring a tear?
Or make my senses rise?

Such in my great joy.
Fish in sauce is great.
Or bok-choy with...

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I wanted to see the sea,
so far and long,
all water, no land.
He took me there.

The old landfill,
was the biggest park around,
I wanted to go.
He took...

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© Theresa Rossouw
I wake up in the morning feeling your arms around me. The night has rolled up and gone to rest. As the sun...

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Today we went to the zoo,
clouds scud high and the sky was blue.
Mum,sis and me filed in the queue,
Gran and Gramps waited too.

Giant giraffes,six metres...

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THE TREAT
Today 
      we went to the zoo
clouds scud high
   & the sky  blue.
Mum,sis &
  ...

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