MiscellaneousHave a poetic style of your own? Have poems that defies all conventional categories? Share them here please. (i.e. dark & bitter, political, revolutionary, abstract, etcetera...) Poems I through III...and a bit more sexual
African Drum Love Series...Together
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African Drum Love Series...Together
African Drum Love I
Safari pounds in my pelvis
like a rhythmic Tanzanian ritual
fit for an African Queen
My desire unleashes a thunderous dance
I scream, I sweat, I sing
to his covetous hands_beating
As wild as vibrations can withstand
his African Drum resonates with me
with the grace of a supermodel and
as fast as a famished cheetah
I can no longer stand
nor can I saunter
I simply lay_pulsating
to the forbidden echo
of his African Drum
April 2007 Copyright (c) Kimberly D. Robinson
African Drum Love II
The sound of the chuckling sky
is different tonight
I feel his pulse from a distance
the bass of his beat beads my blood
awakening my crave-able places
Dancing from inside out spontaneously
I spread for him like the fine goatskin
stretched atop his hardwood Djembe
The scent of lust fills our immediate air
bare hands beat to the bass
with the flesh of his palms, I gyrate higher
intricately weaving a rhythmic tapestry
A nearby Black Mamba seems to sway
to our mating song while
Tigers; now paper, seem to nestle
to our private silhouette
When he sojourned
his African Drum
the morning sun kissed us tenderly
as I slumber deep
April 2007 Copyright (c) Kimberly D. Robinson
African Drum Love III
From his first beat
gazelle run at top speed
Secretary Birds
take majestic flight
Ivory shining
from the Elephant's stance
my thighs moist
with a sinful fragrance
from the language of his
African Drum
Calloused are his hands
from caressing such supple skin
when these hands of my secret lover
touch me there, they are as soft
as African Shea Butter
Inclusively he drums
till I tremor
again and again and again
from deep within
Ebony legs drape over his shoulders
like strings of onyx pearls
drumming inside my mine
as if excavating
the finest Kimberley diamonds
Omnipotent, his Djembe,
with seismic vibrations
that makes Mount Kilimanjaro's
liquid fire rise to the occasion
Our tribal music together
becomes but an echo
as single tears rolls down
each side of his
African Drum
May 2007 Copyright (c) Kimberly D. Robinson
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Originally Posted by erikestabrook
I love the inference of sex,
I also love how you changed the first poem,
it became more stimulating intellectually peopel are gonn a love this Kim get it out there
Dear Erik,
Thank you so much for taking precious time to read, and to comment. Your response brought tears to my eyes. I did some changes, and left the series feeling confident that it is publishable. I hope to do that. Thank you also Erik for your encouragement, and continued support. Love You!
Wow, this is prolly one of the only things I ever read that would arouse me a bit. This was very descriptive with metaphors that helped create vivid imagery. I'm impressed, thas prolly the first time i've said I'm impressed by anything, wow that was so good I love the way the story seems to be consecutive moments that happen in the love life of these 2 individuals...I think I might have to step my game up after this one kim....Thank You for the read;
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Dear King ,
I am so happy you took precious time to read and comment. It pleases me that you were impressed, and I am humbled by your commentary. Thank you so much. Ah, King you raised the bar from the beginning.....love ya!
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African Drum Love Series...Together
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Thank you so much. Ah, King you raised the bar from the beginning.....love ya!
