POEM: NINE NEW ORLEANS HAIKU

photo by Alex Lear

 

 

NINE NEW ORLEANS HAIKU

 

 

French Quarter Intimacies

 

through weathered wood dark

on shadowed streets ancient voices

whisper history

 

   * * *


New Orleans Rainbow

 

from buttered gold to

purpled black, the sundry shades

of my people shine

 

    * * *


Our Natures Rise

 

hard core nights are so

erotic, a whiff of the

breeze is narcotic

 

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Sunrise On The River

 

shy dawn tenderly

gold tongue kisses the rippling

river's flowing face

 

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Quarter Moon Rise

 

soft moon shimmers out

of cloudy dress, stirred by night's

suggestive caress

 

    * * *


All Nite Long

 

amid dancing &

drinking til dewed dawn, nights stretch

24 hours long

 

    * * *


The Spice Of Life

 

cayenne in our blood

we dance, eat, laugh, cry & love

with peppered passion

 

    * * * 


St. Louis Cemetery Crypt

 

bones float in raised stone,

white, altared graves, blood transformed,

become black souled thrones

 

    * * *


Makes You Go Oohhh!

 

sing of lusty foods

so savory they buck jump

cross your tongue's dance floor

 

—kalamu ya salaam