Idyllic Island
After the party on the boat,
I fell into a deep slumber;
I knew not what had happened.
I woke up on a tropical island,
my hands and legs tied with ropes.
Carrying out CPR on me,
the people there saved my life
almost from the jaws of death.
Serving all the delicacies they had,
they made me a guest of theirs.
Though
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Categories:
huts, 4th grade, boat,
Form: Free verse
African Huts and Hearts
"African huts and hearts"
Give me some mud,
Give me some dry grass,
Give me some tree trunks,
And let the thatching begin
This roof over us is home.
I smell sweat,
I see smoke,
Tough strong women,
With drums of water on their heads.
Bold men as tough as their herds
A typical site of my beautiful land.
Excitement and laughter
As uGogo shares stories
With her grand
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Categories:
huts, africa, appreciation, black african
Form: Bio
Nepal's Daughters Isolation Huts
Asphyxiated and found dead
Raped and found dead
Unsure what happened, and found dead
Nepali women found dead
Snake bitten and found dead
Eaten by tigers and found dead
Left in a small dark menstrual hut
And found dead
Nepali women found dead
Shunned and labelled unclean
Ostracized for the wonderful way
God has insured they can have babies
Asphyxiated, raped, snaked, and frozen
And found dead.
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Categories:
huts, society,
Form: Free verse
A Woman
A woman is strong.
She is loving and wise.
She endures,
She moves hearts,
She laughs and she cries.
She nurtures,
She commends,
She supports and she mends.
All for the sake of her children and friends.
A woman does all this,
And yet,
She suffers the dreaded menstruation.
In modern countries,
She can go to the store and buy things like tampons,
Tampons and pads.
Then she'll be on
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Categories:
huts, deep, endurance, for her,
Form: Lyric
In the Hills of Seven Huts
In the hills of seven huts,
Where war is either a place or surname,
And dreams are translated into numbers,
And a number became a gambler's sad song,
I found God breathing through the pine trees.
Orchards in the hills shivered in winter's palms,
Golden oranges plucked for city bazaars,
A young leaf wanted to go along,
Discontented orange tree held it back.
A
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Categories:
huts, adventure, analogy, appreciation, art,
Form: ABC
Beach Huts
The sun has set
and left me here
bones stretching out
towards the heart
of the heat
as my spine cracks
across the sand
I press my lips
together and
taste
the salt on
the air
the black mist on
the sea
the promise on the
wind that reassured me
that you’d come back
to me
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Categories:
huts, longing,
Form: Free verse