Short Mozambique Poems
Short Mozambique Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mozambique by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mozambique by length and keyword.
Lived a sly lady of Mozambique
who seductivly offered a peek.
Men paid her a buck
but were out of luck.
What they saw was totally oblique.
There once was a man from Mozambique
Who went canoeing most every week
A white water battle
Cost him vest and paddle
Now he's really up the freakin' creek
The stud kicked sand in the face of the geek
Shook his golden curls: "You're so very weak."
The geek worked out every day
New muscles proudly displayed
Kicked 'golden curls' halfway to Mozambique
Had a dream I was a Freak
From the Outer Limits of Mozambique
While I was prancing around, people would shriek
At the plates in my lips making it look more like a beak
Then the dream skips like more than a week
I'm sitting on a Throne as the King that they seek
All in all
Guess nothing's wrong with being
Unique
Form:
Nature's roaring wrath:
Environment's call for help
Man on flooded ground!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 March 2019
5-7-5
* Australia, New Zealand, USA, Iran, Mozambique and many more countries around the globe have been devastated lately by extreme natural phenomena. When are we going to take seriously nature's warnings?
Mozambique
From shimmering oil
of ebony still
will come flailing of limbs
will come hacking
quick slashing
of hands now untied
tattooing no pattern
not even a maze
depriving gray walls
of their stone
will come spittle
wild churning rivers
agush from slack jaws
of blanching gray hounds
till one day at dawn
will come quiet
Donal Mahoney
We are happier, under the Tropics,
In a smaller cargo ship,
Who goes towards Mozambique,
Happier than rue de la république ;
We are happier under the Tropics,
How old is the captain then?
He could be your stepfather,
He saw the Philippines
Did he read, Jean Giono?
In his cozy small cabin?
In a smaller cargo ship,
Who goes towards Mozambique,
We are happier, under the Tropics
NB inspired by the commercial port
"Madagascar Sky"
When Kusi becomes Kaskazi,
Mozambique current sings,
My ship will so then fly,
Toward a Madagascar sky.
I'll run her 'cross waves gone lost,
Come from far offshore.
Down such coast no man has seen,
Here nor e'er before.
Songs a'feather bow to weather,
Beneath a silken sky.
Sail down to Cape or 'round,
To adventure now fast bound.
Keel well atop deep reef,
Cold o'night from heat relief.
When Kusi becomes Kaskazi,
Mozambique current sings.
SeaWolf
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