for Olive Eyotaru
I want a woman, black
I want my woman back
is Africa lost or am I
who has drifted off
up close, Africa next to me,
up against me, to dance,
for intercourse
I want to take her clothes off
strip her, not to rape her
to gently rise, with the sun coming up
with flamingoes,
a flock of half-a-million or more
ascending, salmon-colored
into a blue shy
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
4:29 p.m. 04.12.07
Wine Skin
for Olive Eyotaru
unadulterated darkness,
this woman’s skin, I wish to sin in
mango I wish to skin,
plums from a tree,
not in a tin
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
11:01 p.m. 12.04.07
Lime Juice Sea
for E.J.
want a million dollars
and I want my mind,
my sanity, want that in tact
whatever track I take
to where success is
won’t want to find success
and lose my mind
how far out is success
to be found
what if you don’t know
how to swim
and you drown
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
11:56 p.m. 04.12.07
2 Comments:
Hi Obedieh Micheal Smith, thanks for the great poems.Very sensual and true exhibition of the African continent.
But I am quite surprised to find that you wrote Back to Africa and Wine Skin for me.I am Eyotaru Olive from Uganda.Was shocked when I saw this.Am puzzled.Any explanations?
Eyotaru, so I have your name back to front, forgive me.
You may e-mail me directly: bestwordsmith@gmail.com. In response to your inquiry, I, yesterday, wrote you another poem. It is longer that these initial ones. It might even fail to be a poem strictly.
I need your email address to connect with you directly also. I'll explain. I'll tell you of how I connected with you.
To have heard from you though is almost as surprising as your having discovered that a poet in The Bahamas had made such intimate poem of you.
How full our world is with mysteries and what mysterious things the internet makes possible. Explain to me please, Eyotaru, however did you stumble upon my poems of you?
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