Best Tunisia Poems

When asked to portray my homeland
I honestly did hesitate
What to pen?
What to put in red and white?!
Tunisia, my Home Land 
A gem of beauty in...

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I want to word my very Love for you
though as a shy child, I start to stammer
a beloved Mother, my sole bijou
as I am of...

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Mother
The best of all my words 
I love calling you

Past were those so many years 
when the petals of my heart would  blossom
as your...

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What would be of me
if you could be with me

How would be my present days
if ever you were spared other few days

I open wide my...

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Erato

Out of an ethereal mist her form –
round, soft edges shimmering, a milky

apparition, like the full moon on a foggy
July night. Myrtle and roses came...

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A pursuer at an precocious age,
Instantly able to set the stage.
Unaware of the glare from a piercing stare,
Calculated thoughts and moments planned; the prey would...

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absolutely nothing stops the pipeline.

 

it penetrates all ways of life

all borders, all villages & towns---

the pipeline kills everything in its path if it dare...

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When I look at the Nile or Niger
My heart overflows with joy for such a wonder 
As currents daringly flow on each iconic river 
Every...

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FROM MY ROOF TOP

From my roof top I see the world crumbles
I saw people of mine shout, endlessly
They shout for two common things
They shout for...

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The Blood of Martyrs

 “He stood aloof the ***** youth
What of his future?”
Peter Abrahams

When the guns thunder
In Cameroon or Côte-d’Ivoire
In Mali or Burkina Faso
Limitless martyrs
Disappear!

Beads...

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From Tripoli to Cairo
I saw the intifada leftover
After Tunisia and Yemen
Like a dam broken
After it had sucked life from dry sand
Morocco, Kuwait, Djibouti and Oman
I...

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for George
"You always said you had little invisible friends,"
He wrote in a Christmas card one year, and Yes,
funny he would remember that.  I called...

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If I were a rich girl with money no object,
I’d take my family on an adventure, they'd never forget.
Safari in Africa, with lion’s, tigers and...

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The Flame Burnt Hot.
The air was thin, standing looking out of the small window
Flying to Tunisia through a cloud level that was low
Stretching my legs...

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    "Ebony Embers of Wallowing Ash"


flames of fire fuel black smoke
walls tumble to ground like dark cloak
Egypt burns in savage rebellion
as human...

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