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Beyond Today posted on October 18, 2011 - 12:13pm
My friendship you enjoyMy company makes you smile,But what if I am no more tomorrow? My words you marvel at, My laughter makes you giggleBut what if my mouth mums up for good? My steps, my ‘gently gait’ you praiseMy physique makes you blush But what if I am crippled tomorrow? My beauty you admireMy looks make you salivateBut what if my face is deformed tomorrow? You court my womb for its fruitsAnd you boast of having beautiful children with meBut what if my womb rebels against your seeds? Blameless children we kill, we pluck off our wombsOne-day-olds we mutilate, dump in pitsBut our regrets won’t impregnate us tomorrow Our aged, poor parents we shunTheir advice we ignore, ridiculeBut our pride won’t parent us when they are gone His counsel we ignore, we shepherds we mock
Courting a jigger posted on October 11, 2011 - 12:08pm
Today I went in search of the SeaI looked for it, lusted for it, found it,Standing at its banks- the breeze caressed my face …With feminine sensuality Its shore lay still, sat calmly, womanly in waitPebbles, sand, shells, flowered it …The shore- giggled as wild lips of waves kissed itAs the waves moved back, forth - its footsteps was bold, maleWaterfalls flowed with the gentility of a CraneMelodies of seduction escaped from its throat But this Sea…I am told reeks of the DreadedThe dreaded Sea Jigger that has wrecked Boats of manyThe young, old, the poor and rich tooBut how can a Jigger rule a vast Sea?The waves are so strong, so wild…Can’t they destroy this tiny Jigger?I am sure this Jigger is just a drop in the Sea But this Jigger… I am told…
SPLIT posted on September 15, 2011 - 10:58am
Her food was mine, it was hers, it was oursHer arms were the pillar, my comforterHer voice spoke of reason, of the futureHer legs walked the miles, they closed the distance I knew her compound, her kitchenI knew her vigor, her flawsI was aware of her poverty, her wealthI knew her beauty, her ugly side We planted together,We watered, tended the plants togetherWe watched them grow, ripen-together But a stranger has arrived, ready to untie the YorkHis dagger shines like the sunNot to burn, but to split, to untangle His moon-lit teeth is not to biteBut to portion, to untangleHe has set an attractive trap,Not only to entrap but to confine We used to warm ourselves by the fireplace,But now I can only see smoke from across the hills,We used to dance dingi-dingi together,But it’s the fading sound of the drum I now hear
When the clouds salivate posted on September 5, 2011 - 12:19pm
IClouds, dark the color of soot, dangle menacingly above,Above the land of BulambuliThe farmer gulps in an air of relief,The almost withered crops will resurrect, they will standThe clouds open up, with fury, unhinderedAs it waters Bulambuli, the plantsThe farmer breathes in an air of contentThe thirsting crops will survive, they’ll grow IIMonday, Tuesday…Sunday1st, 2nd… 20th SeptemberThe clouds still salivating, the rain still fallingThe farmer looks above...The clouds, dark the color of soot…Laughs, mocks the farmer, Maize, sorghum, rice, cassava…Begin to drown, suffocate Untamed, endless rain falls unhindered IIILying on a mattress of floods,Plants, floods, water, lie entangled In a bed reeking with domination, inconvenienceThe plants, do not moan, do not breatheThey die, they rot, in the wet, dirty bed of floodsEnds
The forgotten handshake posted on August 10, 2011 - 11:33am
It used to be firmIt used to be sincereWe looked forward to itWe respected it The handshakeThe embraceThe greeting I would look into your eyes I would hold and hang onto your handsI would embrace you and whisper sweet sense into your ear Our hands spoke the wordsOur eyes read the concern, the joyOur chests sensed the closeness, the distance But now as I hold your handAs I embrace you for eternityI do it for that man, that woman As I lengthen the handshakeAs I prolong the hug,It is for that camera to catch the moment I no longer look into your eyesI no longer read your expressionsI now look into the cameraAnd read the mind of the crowdEnds 10 Aug/2011
Rejected, revived posted on August 7, 2011 - 6:41pm
His life could be seen through the windowHis light seeped through the windowHis food jumped in through the window He crawled towards itBut his infant energy let him downHe stretched his hands to reach itBut his energyless hands let him down His roommates jumped at itPecked at itSwallowed itHe watched-hungry, thirsty He was ejected from humanityHe was imprisoned with the unhumanHe was neglected by the inhumaneBut he was too young to ask whyHe was too sick to careHe was too lifeless to live Until a stranger came byTapped by the sound of mild moaningShe unjailed himCarried himWashed himClothed himFed him saved himSaved him from death’s claws He began to liveAmong the two-leggedBut not with the wingedHe began to eat With humanityBut not with the chicken anymore
Disobedient posted on August 7, 2011 - 6:38pm
I broke the rulesI jumped the queueI touched the forbiddenI invaded the sacredI made the declarationI started the journeyFor you!Ends 7 Aug/2011
Dreaming posted on August 7, 2011 - 6:38pm
It’s strongIt’s satisfyingIt’s soothingIt’s sweet But its beauty, realness, promiseIs scary, threatening, distant But even then,It makes my heart scream with laughterIt makes my soul giggle with joyIt makes my head spin with sweet confusion,It makes my life dance with expectation I want to embrace itI want to never let it goI want to own itI want to believe it’s loveEnds Aug 6/2011
Thank God I'm not God posted on August 1, 2011 - 11:55am
Thank God I’m not God, because I have to see not the,secrets,selfishness,sodomy,seduction,sin, But if I were God,I gladly would,prepare,produce,pamper, pardon, Thank God I’m not God,Because I have to worry less about,germination,termination,tribulations, But If I were God,I gladly would,care,comfort,create, Because I’m not God,I can’t but worry about,Time,Trials,Tomorrow, Because I’m not God,I fret about,Lust,LiesLife&Death
Rightly Wrong posted on August 1, 2011 - 11:49am
It feels right but I know it is wrong,It is promising but I know it has no future My heart yearns for it but I know it’ll only make me hungrier,My body longs for it but I know it’ll only waste me It comes with a new, cute face today,But I know the unchangeable, ugly face lies within I want to embrace it, to never let it go,But I know I can’t lay my hands on it It’s clothed me with fear, worthlessnessBut I know a fearless, worthwhile future lies ahead On my table sits a plate-ful of time,Time that will heal it all,Time that will offer it all,Time that will offer it bestI only need to eat it- that plate of time