Short Bok Poems

THEIR   LAST   DANCE


Said the lion to the spring-bok
Let’s do  a turn around the veldt
I won’t laugh at  your  figure svelte
If my big hairy head  you don’t mock.


So they danced  there in unison  -
Him feeling she was good enough to eat
Her not want wanting to be his meat  -
Not stopping till day was done.


At the river  they  were hot and  run down
And  stopped to drink  for a while.
There she was snatched by a crocodile
And the lion fell in and did drown....

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I wanted to see the sea,
so far and long,
all water, no land.
He took me there.

The old landfill,
was the biggest park around,
I wanted to go.
He took me there.

I wanted to dance,
to hold each other tight,
with a body that feels warm and full of love.
He took me there.

His heart opened as a bok,
I read his every word,
for I am his greatest love.
He took me there.

He took me to a place,
that will last a lifetime.
Today, I said "Yes."
Tomorrow, I will say "I do."...

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