<---- This is my sisters, mom and I at a end of the summer party this past summer of ´07.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Other Poems
African City
The sun shines
Brightly
Beating down
On the children
To a school.
Trees line the
Streets providing
A meager
Shade.
Grass grows
Lush in the
Red brown
Earth.
Men walk
In search
Of work.
Flowers and
Birds sing.
They dance
Displaying
the many
colors of
Pretoria.
The sun shines
Brightly
Beating down
On the children
To a school.
Trees line the
Streets providing
A meager
Shade.
Grass grows
Lush in the
Red brown
Earth.
Men walk
In search
Of work.
Flowers and
Birds sing.
They dance
Displaying
the many
colors of
Pretoria.
THE Tree
A place, a thing
Ancient, Old, Wise
And Magnificent.
Standing Strong
Against the Winds
And Currents
Of Time.
Leafy green boughs
Protecting those who
Rest on its arms
Holding gently, protecting
Against the harsh wild
summer sun. A
coolness is found
Here
in
THE tree.
A place, a thing
Ancient, Old, Wise
And Magnificent.
Standing Strong
Against the Winds
And Currents
Of Time.
Leafy green boughs
Protecting those who
Rest on its arms
Holding gently, protecting
Against the harsh wild
summer sun. A
coolness is found
Here
in
THE tree.
KINDIA poem
KINDIA
KINDIA
OBLIVIOUS, HONEST
DRAW, EXPLORE, WRITE
EXUBERANT, DRAMATIC, CURIOUS, SEARCHING
KINDIA
KINDIA
OBLIVIOUS, HONEST
DRAW, EXPLORE, WRITE
EXUBERANT, DRAMATIC, CURIOUS, SEARCHING
KINDIA
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