At above 16,000 feets,
Stood a beautiful monster of nature.
Its majestic head— a beauty from distance
Kisses the endless expanse blue sky
Crafting a captivating spectacle
That ignites morethan just the imagination.
Oh, Kilimanjaro, you're morethan just a mountain
You're a beacon of wonder
A symbol of grace
An eternal treasure
A gift for all — not just Tanzania but the world.
01.12.2019
I’m scared to sleep
Tonight scared of what I feel
When I fall asleep
I’m scared of this thing which I can’t tell if it’s real
Or not but when it’s around
I feel as if Mount Kilimanjaro is on my chest
I can’t scream I can’t move I’m like a mouse bound
In a lab I thought the reason to sleep is rest
But as for me
I’m compromised
Every time I see
This creature I’m paralyzed
Head to toes and the more I try to move
The more it tightens
Its grip I keep asking myself is it the roof
The door or the window it uses to creep in and frightens
Me to death I’ve tried to look hard into the dark
Thinking I’d see its face but all I see is nothing
While this happens Ginger doesn’t even bark
Nor come into the bedroom to rescue me from something
The whole experience takes less than a minute
But it feels like forever
The only part that moves are my eyes which I can’t forget
How rapidly they move up and down asking myself when will it be over
I’m scared to sleep tonight scared of sleep paralysis
Scared of what it possesses
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
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
‘babes you need UV protection’
from top to tail and midsection
‘I’m African don’t be daft’
quite insulted she laughed
a masterpiece of self deception
but the tan worshipper in Cape Town
decided her skin must get more brown
took a book to sun
but it was ’Shantaram’
now she got blisters and a burnt frown
the sequel is called ‘Mountain Shadow’
900 pages to become quite aglow
thought she reflected her lesson
from scripted obsession
and consumed part two in the snow
she became frosted in flakes and purblind
‘babes some advice if you don’t mind’
the book has dangerous thickness
and then there is altitude sickness
Mount Kilimanjaro can be unkind
now she reads reclined in the boudoir
fact fiction fantasy and mysterious lore
Hawaiian tropic neath pajamas on cutis
sun shades and bedsores on gluteus
and wonders what else reading has in store
should she try with fins snorkel and mask
but corals sting and sharks have a blast
a most unappealing notion
why not apply sun lotion
and make misconception a thing of the past
14th June 2020
a true story and part of the family legend
An echo murmured back look at yourself, You see you'
Reflection – mirror image of me of my dreams
Staring all I see is me in you
Glaring and glaring with my reflection
Selfishly pointing in at my direction
The ephemerality brought such sorrow
My visage I spy on the morrow
Even now clouds watch
Mount Kilimanjaro, Mount Kilimanjaro!
Clouds hoover and follow
And its eyes have all the brainstorming
The Jungfrau seemed happy performing
It was heartwarming, under performing, nonperforming!
Peek-a-boo looks at me as I look at you and I see myself
From within my steps
I walk on my shadow as my shadow holds me up
Drinking I from the clouds spilled cup
I spy, I see, me I see within the cool breeze
Even now clouds watch
My visage I spy on the morrow
Murmured echo back look at yourself, you see you'
Reflection – mirror image of me of my dreams
Staring all I see is me in you
Glaring and glaring with my reflexive reflection
12/5/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
If I weren't afraid I would join protesters in Tibet
in freedom's fight for the return of the Dalai Lama
exiled from his people and home in March 1959.
If I weren't afraid I would fly high into blue skies
and leap outside into a freefall skydive into the
air currents to feel the freedom of a soaring bird.
If I weren't afraid I would take the ski lift at Vail and
swiftly descend down mountain's powdered snow
to enjoy the thrill of winter's beautiful landscape.
If I weren't afraid I would swim with tropic sharks
in the crystal clear blue Pacific waters of my home
and take photographs of all the deep sea beauty.
If I weren't afraid I would climb Mount Kilimanjaro
to test my ability and endurance and to conquer the
treacherous climb for someone of my advanced age.
If I weren't afraid I would read my favorite poem to
a crowd of poetry lovers who may enjoy my words
and I would reciprocate theirs with loud applause.
This last challenge would my greatest fear of all!
9-11-19
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.
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.
Mountains Contest
August 14th, 2017
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
Over looked by mount “Kilimanjaro”,
In 8 sq miles in the City Arusha near the “Merelani hills”,
limited quantities from our earths depths do we borrow,
the pseudo name “Tanzanite” draw many thrills,
A unique gem from the “Zoisite family”,
beautiful bright blue to purple in colour and rare,
discovered 1960, renamed for popularity
only found in Tanzania to be completely fair.
Colour and clarity Rates high in the world,
as one of the most amazing in jewelry you see,
so many relationships, love endorsed and toes curled,
forever in our lives this rare glistening stone shall be.
Contest - A Gem For Your Verse
Sponsor - Carolyn Devonshire
25/10/2016
Rise
Mount kilimanjaro
Kiss the sky
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
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.
In the euphoric of spiritual insanity
Members basking in the cascade of unknown tongues
With the cacophony-rhythms of drumbeats
Pouring from the pew
Hallowing the cosmos
The holy ghost Prophet stooped
To conquer fallen angels
With a bottle of ogogoro in a reverie of trance
He limped atop mount Kilimanjaro
He groped round the mount
Mumbling abracadabra
At the ebb
Members dancing and singing
To stupor as the female worshipers almost go nude
All in their quest to reach the god of the Jude
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