Best Mount Kilimanjaro Poems
Riding an elephant
Down the narrow trail looking triumphant
Scanning the golden landscape
Like Hannibal with enemies in flight
Sight from a lofty height
King of the jungle moving
With lioness by his side
Climbing Mount Kilimanjaro
Guides by my side with packs on their backs
Some paths steep with rocks
Boots slipping below our tired feet
Beautiful birds in unison flight
Moving with terrestrial light
Stunning sunlight summit on the peak
Praying in an Ethiopian Church
Preserved in rocks built by humans’ hands
Never touched by conquest plans
Protected from the invaders’ footsteps
Queen of Sheba and Solomon’s nest
Touched by Arch of the Covenant
Mary, Joseph, and Jesus once slept
Eating yam, sipping palm wine, and tasting milk
Freshly squeezed by experienced hands
Taste of life in the mosaic grassland
Sustaining and soul refreshing
Cradle of humankind adorning
Invaded for its gold, riches, and human capacity
Birth of life on earth with tenacity
Respecting its living and arduous journey
Essence of life once was and is again to come
Riding a camel across the hot Sahara sand
Once wet now dried, exported gold from Mali…
Treasures from the hearts of once African empires
That which was, is, and shall forever be
Africa the birthing Motherland
We still love and respect thee!
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Seventh Place Winner
"African's Pride" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Adeleke Adeite
June 30, 2010
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© Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 6/29/2010
All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Summer sunsets o'er majestic Pikes Peak are a wonder to behold.
Unequaled hues gild the western sky in flaming red and gold!
Mere artists will never portray on canvas such a glorious sight.
Magnificent ivory clouds enhance the scene much to my delight!
Embellishing this exquisite panorama with colors all aglow,
Reminds me of the bright hues in paintings by van Gogh!
Soon the sun will sink beyond the towering tors of Pikes Peak.
Ushered in is a mellow moon to make the ebon night less bleak!
Nary a sunset gracing the elegant form of Mount Kilimanjaro,
Shall compare to the painting in the sky that I'll view tomorrow!
Even though famed artists have created masterpieces in the past,
The brush strokes of The Master Artist will never be surpassed!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Rise
Mount kilimanjaro
Kiss the sky
Uniwest
Perceived as crown from heavens, mini kingdom of isolated tribes. Its beauty is painted in the wall of beholders eyes. The story of ancient Biblical thoughts. Kingdom of named after stones. Mahikeng camp of jacks and jelly, chain of Gladiator, Bichua Italy land belong to Spartacus. Roman-jungle of miracle.
It’s Powerful and dictatorship is well known by its five kingdoms. Its status is spotted like United States Doll er-sin in every vision. Its mission is preaching keys that opens kingdom of paradise, Mount Kilimanjaro Glory of success.
Its five discipline disciple impregnate every prostitute found on its street, through martial arts. Exam constitute of justice and true. Power and selection of murder. Agle Janam Mohe king of kings’ shaka to Zulu. Well protected like language Setswana. Uniwest; its kingdom have eleven department of prison.
Start with James entertainment, gift given to Lional messie. Ikanlha, Dr Mandela residence to Hopewell till lost in city prison. Jail of education as a mother of children who need guidance. Laws of success, numbering and commence is their daily bread while agricultural science and technology glorify their success bone with china.
Mortal salute your beauty, oh uniwest coronet. Your kingdom is spread with Fresh active juveniles of Adam and Eve pitch. Crowded bash, event of the year. Sasko bread at its best political success. “Cheese to new comers” Enjoy Full years of searching for key to you Final year to success. Let’s see life to our last journey speed like “Benz” car of a dream: speech from the next president. African boy, Benz I will drive at graduation parliament of Uniwest.
Dar es salaam where I live means heaven of peace
But to me she has proved as well to be a haven of peace.
A peaceful place for any peace-loving person or race.
Atleast selfishly from here seem faraway all warring feuds all bloody massacres.
For here we simply catch sea and fresh water fishes
instead of getting caught up in goddamned skirmishes.
Oh and I live in a land of seven wonders and I stay in a mansion of seven windows
Each of them overlooking a different view
Guys, seven wonders to be exact
but be ready here for both fiction and fact
For I present to you these seven wonders of this land
as if I could view 'em' all from where I stand.
Ah and though I've settled down trying to be content with Tanzania.
A major part of me will always belong to my beloved India.
Well, well my first window has a view of Mount Kilimanjaro
the highest mountain in all of Africa
Rightfully named, the Roof of Africa.
The 2nd window overlooks
Lake Tanganyika
and fishermen with nets and hooks
in the 2nd deepest and longest lake in the whole wide world.
And from my third window can be seen
the famed, fabled and very pretty
Natural park known as Serengeti
Nature's celebrated celebrity.!
The 4rth window affords a view of the wide Ngorongoro Crater
Just as rich in wildlife
Throw some fish to the 'gator
even if it's such a ruthless predator.
The 5th one it overlooks
The great game reserve Mikumi by name
no less in fame
for a choicest variety of game.
As for the 6th window, from there you can see
Lake Victoria too
and I play peek-a-boo
with a marvelous maribou
and cheerily say 'karibu'
from the largest lake in all Africa.
The seventh, the last window gives me a view
of the dry lush gold-green sea of Savannah
Teeming with favorite flora and fauna
Here a rhino, there a hyena
and hee hee 'hear' that mynah
So now it's up to you to plan a trip, a Safari
to this land of precious Tanzanite, the land of the Maasai
.Aha, mind you only the mansion overlooking all that is fictional
and every other detail is soo real and factual.
For there is freedom on
top of the mount,
as I quench my thirst
from the Niagara Falls fount.
I have seen the Rockies
and the Appalachians,
on journeys to other states
for family vacations.
Mother Nature calls the
Bald Eagle to soar,
through the wondrous valleys
of Mount Rushmore.
No sights are as marvelous
as the snow-capped heights,
of the Anchorage, Alaska
Northern Lights.
From Mount Kilimanjaro
to Mount Everest,
there is so much magnificence
filled with zest.
There’s an altitude of
fourteen thousand feet,
up the beautiful trails
to Colorado’s Pikes Peak.
There are Mountain Lions
and various Coyotes,
found hiding in the lower
altitude of Denali.
Mount Fuji holds the
species of the brutal Bear,
and you can find the
Grey Fox high up there.
No matter which mountain
you see in creation,
each will bring the most
captivating sensation.
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Here is peace
Here is love
Here in unite
We are welcome everyone
We love all people.
We are in east Africa
We are Tanzanian
People of people
People who need people
Our county is Tanzania.
Welcome to see
Largest mountain in Africa
The peak of this continent
Where Chaga people and other leave
Welcome to climb Mount Kilimanjaro.
Welcome to enjoy
And meet with people
Do the coffee tour
And see Mount Meru
Proud of southern
Here is only in the world
Where wild animal and people
They live together with happy
In park of Ngorongoro
Welcome to see Maasai.
Welcome to see the tree of life
Fruit is sweat
Taste to enjoy
Fruit of Baobab
The largest tree in Africa
Welcome to Manyara and Serenget
Welcome to burigi and Saanane
Saadani,Jozani and Katavi
Tarangire,Kitulo and Mahale
Some of our parks
We say ‘’Karibu’’ means welcome
We say ‘’Asante’’ means thank you
We love you
We love everyone
Welcome to Tanzania
Idd Ninga
Arusha Tanzania
I look beyond my imagination
A lot I never thought about
My richest horror.
MY point of resting
No one could rest my mind
Beyond my imagination
I'm in a race
Running like a fugitive
passing mountains
Mount Everest,mount Kilimanjaro
Mount Elbert, mount whitney
Yes I think beyond my imagination
Calling upon the unspoken words
I'm running passing Calvary hills
Passing Douro Valley
There beyond my imagination
Drum rolling down Africa's paradigm
A symphony begins at the edge of a cliff
To kiss the feet of Mount Kilimanjaro
To meet defeat into a crashing concerto...
Bursting into life echoes that sing wall to wall
The mighty mountain unmoved still...standing tall
Ancient, ever rising facing her uncertain future
Of tributaries that are now free to overrun
Waves carry them on prevailing winds
And leave her land drained of their young minds
Of their love, of their fleeting feet like gazelle’s
Of their laughter, their boisterous chanter like angels
The mountain recalls the grasp of their hands
As they hugged her bosom to the summit
The sound of their footsteps...as they marched to the top
And their jubilation on her crown shared freely
Her profound sigh can be seen rolling down her face
Covering the land below in a gloomy mist
Her disenchantment visible as she boils boulders
Her once cool head losing control - not lactating
She cannot to be moved...they’re spoiled and lost
They’ll return overseas to find her still proud and stern
Her heartache will destroy her like an earthquake
And she will erode into the ocean trying to find them
Her dormant volcano will rumble into a chorus
And the drum roll that gave birth to their rhythm
Will dissipate her melody into a silent grave
Kilimanjaro - Africa's breast - where flows your milk?
You are my place of solace, your voice is serene music to my ears.
Gazing into your deep oceanic eyes is like reading enriching literature.
Your smile is aesthetic work of art evoking a sense of tranquillity to my bewildered mind.
I hear a gentle sound of waves crashing against the shore through your breathing.
Your touch is like reaching the alluring summit of Mount Kilimanjaro.
Your presence is a wildflower meadow filled with fantastical butterflies which I try to capture for just one moment.
You are my picture of a dream, I see you day and night.
Like the River Nile she flows with food and culture
With natural resources and unrefined treasure
Nurtured and moulded by noble ancestry
With such quality and beauty of the ebony
Her head remains lifted in unique royalty
Like Mount Kilimanjaro standing proud and tall
She remains unshaken, a home for all
My seasoned Iroko
The Olumo rock
Of my spine
The one who climbs
Mount Kilimanjaro
With one step
I salute you
Mother,
Whose face is crisper
Than,
Bright, black stars, gold
And,
Precious diamonds of Africa
I salute you
Mother,
Who fearlessly tames fiery furnace
With bare fingers
Who kills one million lions
In a single raid
Quencher and killer of hunger
I salute you
Mother,
Whose slender arms
Are stronger than
The walls of Jericho
The fearless one
Whose Google
Makes men shrink
Between their thighs
The lone ranger
Who goes hunting
Without a gun
But,
Returns with basket
Filled with bounties
I salute you
Mother,
Kind landlady who nurtured me
For nine monthis
Without recouping rent
How can I forget
Your sugar soothing
Lullabies at bed time
And,
Your caressing, warm, tender fingers
Which,
Like the magic of baobab
Heal me from
Sickness and sadness
I salute you
Mother,
Whose dark, impenetrable wings
Immune me from
Sharp arrows of my traducers
Whose,
Angelic smile disarms
More than a billion
Straying demons
I salute you
Sweet, ebony, Mother,
The greatest of the greatest
The unproclaimed, undefeated,
Unheralded and undisputed
Champion of all heavyweights,
Killer and Quencher of hunger,
I salute you!
Oh God help students
Student come to you in peace. With hearts free for you. There soul belong to you. You are Genesis through revolution to Revelations. Mercy is asked on our behalf. Middle generation is all over Television."My Children my Africa: rest in peace Mr M". Oh God help Student.
Your words: no judgement: human in blue ''khacky" danker than that of sky,mount Kilimanjaro, look at him so high, all he want to hear is a voices responding from pain of his short Oh Lord have mercy on your people.
Purples are now toys that is used to gain political recognition. They voices are mute by the use of food. God bless students, all they want is survival. Boys and girls of North where your wise disciple originate they are mistreated. Good is words of your month. let us down not Oh God help.
The Nazi want to dictate days of depression with exams yet we pay to get a paper. In the name of success we gain painful memory. Better future for all, better life for human next generation is in present hands as your disciples, Lord physically humans are treated like slave. Teachers and Social Workers do not understand the value of crystal crown and Slavery is life they live yet encourage to take their kids to university where they have to pay again while they do not gain Oh God help your people are falling Apart. Achebe is a witness "things fall apart". Oh Lord God help student...
Mom told me once that
Her cat's eye necklace
Was a favorite.
There was something about it
That filled it with glamour.
Years later I learned it appealed
To her because it was chatoyant.
A few decades ago,
Every ingenue was taught
That pearls were the ultimate.
Pearls are formed by
Layer upon layer of
Soft nacre.
Nacre is excreted
To protect the mollusk
From an irritant.
The process is truely
Ineffable.
Minors of tanzanite
Dance with glee
When they discover
A large one.
To watch them is to
See a sight,
They are clearly
Lissome.
Emerging from the mine
See another glorious sight,
Mount Kilimanjaro.
If minors for tanzanite dance,
Then those that search for
Chrome Diopside
Let out a mellifluous sound.
Because of the intense
Cold and snow in Sibera,
The mine can only be reached
For a few months out of
Each year.
To choose one of these gems
And wear it well
Might be considered demure.
To wear them all would
Certainly be cynosure.
But we haven't yet talked
About the pinnacle.
The diamond
is formed when
Coal is exposed
To extreme pressure.
But that's ok,
It's the pressure
That makes it
Sempiternal.
Does anyone know the
Lore of stones?
Are any considered
To be panacea?
Written for Silent Ones vocabulary challenge.
LIFE IS USELESS.
I sit on mount Kilimanjaro,
Analiasing man, critically from
My bone marrow.
I laugh, we are all chasing
Shadows.
Focus, on the only ONE
Above,
You are under examination,
Every other thing are mere
Illusion.
Share love as your daily
Bread and
Drink GOD as your daily
Nutrient.
We are sand in the
Land of the Beholder.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB.