Harmattan Blues — V

watch

Cold winds

Blow

Bodies Bend

Shape shifts

Shafts in sheaths

On sheets

Scores sung in

Silent moans

Shouts

Gasps

Disharmonic philharmonics

Symphony of creaks

Cries,

Groans

Grunt

Sounds of new life in

September.

Read my poems published in the Kalahari Review

http://www.kalaharireview.com/fictionpoetry/2015/12/12/the-book-of-pain.html

Cut- Out Neck Midi Dress | Red

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10 thoughts on “Harmattan Blues — V

  1. Oh la! Another dimension to the ‘Harmattan Blues’ phenomenon….pretty sensual and seductive! Of hearts and bodies, making beautiful, sweet sounding symphonies…. musics together and reaching a ‘crescendo’ at the making and birth of a new life! Wowzer! 👏👏👏

    Brilliant stuff Doc! Dunno how you conceived this but its awesomeness through and through! Double thumbs up! 😄

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      1. Hehehehe! Seeing as am no Gynaecologist or Obstetrician, these statistics are pretty alien to me! LOL

        Plus, I coulda sworn more babies are made at the advent of the rains….’aroda ojo tinz’! LMAO!

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          1. You’d know that bit Doc, wouldn’t you?! LMAO!

            Am just an Harmattan Baby, conceived just as the rain’s making its way in, could be why that concept’s totally lost on me! *tsking*

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