Category: Poems

she dreams of serengeti
in the folds of her winter gown

where kings and queens cross winds in fertile bliss

parading in raffia robes and organic crown

she nests in the blue of its iris
as amber breath climbs the limbs of every tree,

her eyes rest upon the naked scars of the acacia

to her, a most treasured filigree

with cautious lips, she grazes the constellations
of its time

tracing the curve of its every year

each line fortelling of a resilience

of an unchained wildness to persevere

treading within its thrumming abyss 

the fragrance of time stands still

as she drinks of that it holds hidden

in slow doses it does reveal

as copper kisses the horizon

she falls into its lean
the roar of the forest then
claims the beast in she

she dreams of serengeti

in the folds of her winter gown

as the roar of the forest then

stirs eyes awake anext her waiting crown

Treading The Abyss - Mimi Page 

This piece came to me in a dream. I shared a bit of it on Twitter but wanted to expand it to the depth of how it unfolded in my dream. I don’t dream often, but when I do, I get magicial visions such as this. I’ve never visited Africa but I’ve watched countless documentaries as well as pictures that reveal the beautifully wild, unchained landscape that is the Serengeti. Perhaps this was a sign that one day I shall be given the opportunity to do so. Thank you for reading.