I have a pair of handcrafted, beaded
earrings made by the Maasai people of
Eastern Africa. They swing in rhythm
when one walks, and this poem came to
mind one morning as I was wearing them.
the woman's beaded earrings jingle jangle as she slowly awakens jingle jangle in the chilly pre-dawn morn jingle jangle in her boma in kenya jingle jangle she pulls her shuka closer jingle jangle warding off the chilly air jingle jangle wishing that she could sleep in jingle jangle but there is much work to do jingle jangle she prepares for her journey jingle jangle with a prayer to Engai God jingle jangle for her safe return home and jingle jangle may her search find fresh water jingle jangle she must do this every day jingle jangle if her cattle and children jingle jangle are to have water to drink jingle jangle she gets into her rhythm jingle jangle singing some songs as she walks jingle jangle singing about her cattle jingle jangle her family is very rich jingle jangle because they have many cows jingle jangle she sings about her husband jingle jangle who is a brave warrior jingle jangle she sings of her three children jingle jangle how obedient they are jingle jangle they are very good children jingle jangle she is blessed by Engai God jingle jangle she watches the sun rising jingle jangle over the serengeti jingle jangle keeping a watch for lions jingle jangle and other large predators jingle jangle but she walks unmolested jingle jangle this lovely maasai maiden
Karla, it seems you know more about the Maasai tribe than your letting on, or you have a very vivid imagination regarding same. I could almost feel the womans earrings swaying as she walked. I could almost imagine her anxiety regarding the large predators, thank you for the fun of reading this. Oh and by the way, Kay cant have those earrings, they are mine, LOL! Peace, ED
I felt myself there walking with her,you drew such a wonderful picture of her and her heart's desires,her priorities and joys.
This poem was heaven to read....I want those earings!!!!
can just hear the sound of the maasai earrings jingling as the maiden walks on her daily journey to provide for her cattle, husband, and children. wonderfully rhythmic write! you capture the essence of the maasai people perfectly in this captivating write! enjoyed much! (((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, karen lynn. :D
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God Bless
~Michelle~
love Tinka
This poem was heaven to read....I want those earings!!!!
But...I did keep thinking of tinnitus after a while.
John