Upcountry Poems - Poems about Upcountry

...It's that time of the year where everyone's jolly 12 days to Christmas and everyone's singing holy No more drinks sorry bloody mary Pour me some wine instead Shops stocking and restocking B......Read the rest...

...I am the village rooster. One that crows in the city. They said I belong to the upcountry. Now the cities respect my name. They said I am a village fool. My reputation has gone afar. They......Read the rest...

...Shadow, shadow, shadow I go to the streets and I see shadows in big numbers upcountry shadows I see shadow crying for shadows shadow chasing shadows shadow fight other shadows shadow cheating ......Read the rest...

...Once i lived with an uncle in a sleepy coastal town who had a very beautiful house help from upcountry now my male cousin Kiki desired to have a relationship with our beautiful house help who was ......Read the rest...

...Jungles like company, both parents want custody, the elderly needs an accompany, I am reluctantly, withering away in the upcountry. Snow burns my throat, I use up a lot of ......Read the rest...

...Drool the duck got mad at a bull and whacked up a bee She was so bad she took the cat for a cup of tea Cat was a mangler ......Read the rest...

...bees make honey-old news and Musa, yes Musa, the rugged, self acclaimed village bachelor harvests honey his farm has a drone of hives, bees seem to like him and for some reason, the village wo......Read the rest...

...A warm day Escaping the heat and noise of the City We went upcountry Crowded car Loud radio Joyous noise Open conversation Following a long line of other cars On a narrow highway We, and ......Read the rest...

...Upcountry sky gloomed darker, charcoal as the end of summer sparking fall. Any ridgetop beckons lightning – distant thunder – or was it applause? For she was strapless, bride-white lily dancing past ......Read the rest...

...Beyond the paved two-lane with its solid centerline, and bounded by NO TRESPASS signs; beyond the turn-off onto gravel and the last barking dog who keeps pace with my hubcap; to a landing wh......Read the rest...

...A by-the-whim jaunt, chance journey – overmuch, unplanned, halfwitted? – spontaneous electrifying possibilities overblossoming ultrathundering magnabravissimos!......Read the rest...

...Upcountry thunder turns the plain milled storefronts to shades of muscat-grape and citron, dusky rose. Pavement ripples with reflections never thought before, as clouds pass dark as bedrock,......Read the rest...