Best Impala Poems

WRITTEN IN THE SAND

The Big Five—Africa’s pride in the vast open wild
Buffalo, Rhinoceros, Elephant, Leopard and Lion
Their prey—scattered Impala, Kudu and Waterbuck
On hardened dust… their...

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Invitations to the Gala
issued by a grave impala
were highly sought out missives 
by the bold and the submissive 
Those omitted uttered curses
shook angry fists or...

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Why are you not where you belong?
This situation is very wrong?

I do not mean to pry,
Yet still I wonder why?

Some...

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The 1965 Chevy Impala with aqua dice
parked herself downhill against all advice
From Frankie, Old Tom, Red Angus and Swanee Bryce
Her wheels slipped on gravel that...

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AntiPoem 2

You know only one thing and that is:
Dying is not on the agenda.

Let us march now inside St. Mary’s,
March reverently through these green repentant...

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            lioness is hunting
          lioness...

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Drink the Namibia Countryside 

Namibia a West African country, on the Atlantic coast
Namibia’s beauty is wonderfully surreal and alluring,
With endless savannah and bushland 
With most...

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I remember Grandma’s   beauty
  The way she’d grace her smile at me
I remember Grandma’s duty
  Holding family together

I remember the old...

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Arizona Heat, packing it hard
Deeper then the deepest Chocolate Windows 
Framed by long lashes, ebony compassions
Dying souls oppressed by more than the hotness of the...

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IN THE WILD

Early morning, we go for a drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At 6 o’clock, 
Now we are...

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Ripples of blue and silver dance
impala males jump and prance
In a land where imagination roams to and fro
and the waters of old eb and flows

Dust...

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Permit me if you will to speak of 
this great obscurity called love
I am not here to preach or feed 
your preconceived clichéd ideas 
of...

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We have gone to the Kruger Park, and are now back,
All roads there are paved,
But for adventure, you can drive along very doable
Sand roads, the...

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And the cemetery was still and serene
A palette of muted greens, browns, tans and warm gray scene
Fence-post with barbed wire surrounds the garden
Seashells and caliza,...

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“Phoenix Dreams in the Realm of Crows” 

wake up 
shake up 
kaleidoscope girl

jigsaw
see saw 
fit the pieces

she 
another world
away 

the in-betweeen
flows easily
through the veil

safe harbour...

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