Poetry et al

And as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing, a local habitation and a name – William Shakespeare

That Woman, she!

ImageCourtesy: NJ Braso

ImageCourtesy: NJ Braso

It is the knit in that woman’s heart
that holds her hip together

the somewhat hurried yarn
going through the phases of her pain

It is the clumsiness of her own hands
that puts a smile before her sanity

those steps dazed with moonlight kiss
and a work of will

She makes no sounds except for her breath
that rubs shoulders with winds

and it is the curves on her back
that suffers her life’s pull

She sees beneath the piles of truth
that her existence is none tied to a man

She feels beyond those words
Love for one’s self begins it all

When she fills her throat with laughter
she floods the stench of grief away

not forgetting, no!
but shoving them past a fair grin

That woman…
a flawed make of perfection.

(c) Naa Takia

About these ads

10 comments on “That Woman, she!

  1. Naana Joa Braso
    June 20, 2014



  2. Harry Merg
    June 15, 2014


    Liked by 1 person

    • naatakia
      June 17, 2014

      Thanks Harry :)


  3. @peagama
    June 15, 2014

    Nice picture

    Liked by 1 person

  4. @peagama
    June 15, 2014

    <3 her.


    • naatakia
      June 17, 2014

      I know you do. smh, men!


      • @peagama
        June 29, 2014

        lol. men have done nothing. She is lovely. She is ur twinie, don’t forget.And u know how I used to be crazy abt u.


      • naatakia
        June 29, 2014

        Eeeww, get a life dude; really couldn’t care about that. No man can come between my twin sister and I much less one that isn’t mine or hers.


  5. Naana Joa Braso
    June 14, 2014

    You twinny are one hell of a poetess
    capturing my hidden emotions and thoughts

    Liked by 1 person

Thank you for reading this post. I'd particularly love to know what you think of it. So please, do share your thoughts with me.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


This entry was posted on June 14, 2014 by in Life Poems, Love Poems and tagged , , .

Select Category


Never miss a post. Enter your email address to follow this blog.

Join 1,435 other followers

I'm on Instagram

Who reads poetry when they are bored? ...and when you get the chance, dance! 💃💃💃 So this is the mischief I've been up to this morning. Hehehe.👻👻👻 Little miss reddie.🙌🙌😘😘😎🙈 Sometimes you need to let the "big" hair go #NaturalHair #AyigbeGirl #CornRoll Feeling funki fresh. #MoodPap #Weird What do you say when you wake up in the morning?

I say; Thank You Lord, You have been gracious! 🙌🙋 💃💃 #GladToBeAlive #Tuesday #ABlessedDay The price of success is hardwork, dedication to the job at hand and determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand--Vince Lombardi Independence Day! #NoMakeup #RiseNBuckleUp. Good Morning Ghana
Accra books and things

Thoughts about books, information, libraries and related matters, with an Accra focus

Have a laugh, catch your breath and some walkthroughs

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart Club Band ⃟

⃟ What a strange world we live in... ⃟

Entrepreneurship in Ghana:Africa

Changing Ghana:Africa through Entrepreneurship

Miss Dee writes

just everyday experiences


Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,435 other followers

%d bloggers like this: