funniest phenomenon. these poems came to me as i was literally half asleep and i stumbled to find a pen an paper and it was as if my hand had a mind of its own.
MID-MORNING MOMBASA DANCE
If someone were to look up from the nearby road
at the right angle
at the right moment
they would see her
a woman with wild hair
half in her face, half in the wind
with arms outstretched on the rooftop
while she is gliding this way and that
in her over-sized tie died sleep dress
picking her clothes off the line
thanking the sun for another job well done
LALA
Chest and heart hovering just above the ocean floor
enveloped by fluid reassurance of belongingness
A snowy white owl surrenders to gravity
air filters through each of her delicate feathers
It comes to me like this
("lala" is Swahili for "sleep")
3 comments:
Oh Kate, Thank you for these jewels. Hugs, Momma
These are so beautiful Kate.Thank you. I love you! Laura
Thanks to my fan club : ). It felt amazing to write after such a dry spell (poetry-wise). Love you both.
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