Short Saharan Poems

Dunes now flowing
Blow spring air
Sandblasts love ......

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Saharan dust 
gold round the lake’s edge
squirrels make merry...

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Mist sweeps the garden
Settles like Saharan dust
Gold round the lake's edge....

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the tinsel blue of my heart reaching the stars
I prowl the night 
eyes searching for twinkles in a moonless sky
I dream the night
of saharan glory past enwrapping me in a veil of bright...

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like a balloon
a wind blown
plastic bag
maddeningly
nomadically
crosses 
Saharan
sands

polymer
makes for
eternal 
travel
nothing
to stand
to stop

while
pyramids

slowly


erode...

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my broken heart
shivers in water waiting 
hypothermic for the inclusion
of loneliness devoted 
as satellite hands end
in faithfulness blind 
and burnt as a violet 
beneath a Saharan sun
engaged to violence...

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North African sands
        torrid dunes expand
        moonlight has a tan
         fry an egg no pan
         oases are damned
         god forsaken land


Tableau - 6 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
20/03/2021...

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Written October 5, 2015


Souls hardened by the stones from an eternity
of grinding salt in the wounds of this machine
Eyes fixed like a lion hunting for its sub-Saharan prey
Yet glazed
Scanning the tin rooftops and glass coffins that imprison
Wondering if repetition will ever give way...

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The setting sun smears the western clouds orange
Africana sunset hue
A Full moon rises on the east
And steals its way stealthily up the heavens
A portable portrait in the vaulted skies
A silhouette painting of a nursing mother
Playing hide and peep between the clouds

CENTRAL KENYA, OCTOBER 2014...

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She sits on prison shelf
legs broken and aching
ears pierced with thorns
eyes full of rolling tears
back bent due to torture
heart eaten raw with chilies
head covered with bandages
body wrapped in dirty rags
her spirit caked into powder
but her  will to live is unbeaten
many live in Sub Saharan Africa...

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If not the clipper in the Saharan grasslands 
Then brother be the zipper to fasten the ethos 
Afrika mourns of today. Lamentation the dry
Ingredient to our sorrows that craft dispare.
Look at how they fattens alike baobab fat yet
I'm proudly a street hustler, bustling trickster 
Thins a biltong shred in toils for sustainance......

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Looking like a corvid in a Hi-Viz vest
you fleeting soul, you only feed and fly.
You're rarely seen to say hello
and never seen to say good-bye.

What distance you have travelled to arrive here
determined as you are to journey on,
A sub-saharan visitor with food supply in mind
But fickle as you are, you vanish when it's gone....

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a muse of golden brown
a beautiful dark etched love
my sisters, my brothers
fly free in this day so vivid
a clear path pushing toward completion
a unity.... 
solidarity.... 
shall we dance 
a sub-Saharan prance
collective rhythms, a shuffle step
a long time coming this freedom 
bright colors adorn
overflowing spirit of love....... 
so grand , so free 
grab hold of my hand
together we shall prove common!


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