Soils Poems - Poems about Soils

...What a cameo in the hot harmattan eve ! Sweet soursop scents marinated with the haze And all the other ones impasse in my qui vive . Words became satisfying minting juice , Black with currents......Read the rest...

...roses and roses around unveiling scarlet drops echoing voices where raindrops fall a rally of imperfection painted into .. tapped touches sudden whirling whispers secretively ......Read the rest...

...View It is in harmony with the radiance of the sea. With hidden clouds in the sky. With the breeze of the colors in the seasonal winds. It drives the waves with the sparks of the sun. Bruta......Read the rest...

...We stood at a crossroads With a choice that could define us To rise and prosper together Or to pursue wealth in isolation. We were handed guns But also tools— hoes and ploughs Intelligence, s......Read the rest...

... Spring Sonnet The microscopic lifeforms in my soil Sense the rising in degrees Celsius. Old Summer’s red wiggler worms now uncoil, While hungry birds look down most odious. Most showers ......Read the rest...

...Rainfall from the heavens Flashing lights on the horizon Tapping drops from the skies on frilly rooftops Whooshing splashes on leafy greens Pit-a-pat...pit-a-pat...!, rhythmic sounds on r......Read the rest...

...Our politicians of the 21st Century Lack Insight The nature of true graft The hardship Our hands have Laboured Of love for our community Together We were once United in Diversity Our......Read the rest...

...Lust, the phantom hand that clipped our wings, cracks a smile as we tumble like raindrops cascading through blankets of nimbostratus clouds, exiled to this rugged stone laden labyrinth We......Read the rest...

... My presence in your garden is precious as timeless treasure that radiates glowing colors of brown, orange, pink, red, violet, white, and yellow symbolizing everlasting love, vibrant hop......Read the rest...

... Ductile banks are eroded by swelling stream, on the surging water the dislodged soils ride, unsure if they’d disappear in sea with dream, or would create a new land somewhere with pri......Read the rest...

...a carcass is moving out from the white of the eye it is so all-consuming dots form in lines on the absentee spine dry undefined lumps are soft and infusing the bruises and rind and the opal c......Read the rest...

...I am Africa, the cradle of mankind, Where ancient footprints in the sands of time entwined, The birthplace of humanity, divinely designed, In my esteemed valleys, where life first aligned. I am......Read the rest...

... In the runic depths of time's pearl and before its emerald space implored upon it's s......Read the rest...

...Sometimes In silence I question citrine stars~ what streams beneath murky waters, Is hope still flowing through rusty ripples, why do we live in an orb of sheer blindness, would the w......Read the rest...

...Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother of six; four by birth and two by informal adoption. She sang in a small querulous voice yet spoke boldly filled with loving EarthMother indigenous wisdo......Read the rest...