Short Kalahari Poems
Short Kalahari Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Kalahari by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Kalahari by length and keyword.
Gerry leading the weekly walk*
if only giraffe's could talk
' I could show you where to see me'
& 'in which hide to be'
a deep ancient sea
hush of the Kalahari
lost in the desert
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Kings Island
Cedar Point
Six Flags
Amusement Parks
NRH2O
Kalahari
Deep River
Water Parks
Splendid fun
Awesome times
Happy days
At these new wonders of the world!
Russell Sivey
A mermaid fresh from the ocean
Found Kalahari Rose Lotion*
On her treasure chest
It brought out the best
For seamen second the motion
* developed by Soup Poet
Susan Lawrence
Charlie clark.
Huron high school has Randy as a coach.
Animal. What my dogs are.
Randy, the coach for huron.
Lebanon is a country.
I like pizza.
Eat pizza everyday.
Charlie Clark
Live everyday. Die.
ABT’s are food I like
Rabies is a disease
Kalahari is a place I go
Thank you
-Charlie Clark.
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Africa my pride!
Land of the Lion...
Africa my light!
Land of the Nile river...
Africa my dream!
Land of the Kalahari...
Africa my song!
Land of the Quasa drum...
Africa my hope!
Land of Mqobothi beer...
Africa my joy!
Land of the Lagoon city...
Africa my love!
Land of Suya skewers...
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throats parched as the desert sand
eyes blistered by the heat
dunes rise higher, wind’s illusions
oases shimmer in minds’ delusions
camels perfume the air, left and right
50 degrees centigrade, even at night
welcome to the Kalahari or the Sahara
deep discounts available on gypsy mascara
Uncle was a stout version of dad
Which I found quite interesting.
And a very different lifestyle he led.
Dad was a fastidious medical guy
But uncle just a farm worker
Content just to get by.
He lived on a white man's farm
Amidst the kalahari desert thickets
Where jackals often brought harm.
Their abode was a land of milk
Although the flies were everywhere.
But against hunger they had a shield!
The Making of Stars.
Long time ago before stars appeared,
nights were as black as standing inside
a mist of ink ejected by an octopus.
When stone-age man found how to lit
a fire, sparks flew up and slowly
the night sky had what we call stars.
When a star or spark dies a new one
will appear if not as many as before
now that we have electric light.
In Kalahari a tribe sits by the fireside
sparks fly upwards, they see to it we
always have stars on the night sky.