By Joyce Ashuntantang
A man is like a jabulani*, the world cup ball
In a woman’s arms he jerks in spasms.
Drowned in the moans of any vuvuzela**
He does “the Robert Green” and slips inside
Hard to contain, a jabulani flies
To arms of fans in stands
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Girl, that is poetry porn. You are good LOL. Guys, you have a hard act to follow.
Posted by: Va Boy | Tuesday, 15 June 2010 at 12:12 PM
A wonderful poem on an extended symbol. I like the analogy and its bi-topical nature. This is good, lively, and vivid poetry.
Posted by: jd somgait | Tuesday, 15 June 2010 at 04:45 PM
Thanks Va Boy for the feeback? Poetry porn? Lol! That's a first- the literary gurus need to hear that and I guess poems like Denise Levertov's "To EROS" or Marge Piercy, "I am a light you culd read by" will fit snuggly into this category too. @Jd Somgait-thanks for appreciating the symbolism in the piece.
Dr. JA
Posted by: Joyce Ash | Wednesday, 16 June 2010 at 02:01 AM