Poetry Blogs (2016, Africa)
With its deep red soil
High high up on the equator
A great green spectacular land
The Nile rapids plummet north
40 million farmers living life
Blue skies, rainy seasons
Lions, giraffes complete Safari’s
Crazy Kampala where life is slowly fast
Country roads where more people walk
Where Boda’s rule, trucks puff and smoke
Mburo with Lodges on land is...
Thursday 14th December 2017 11:13 am
This stick named Outrage
Is what stirs the masses
Rousing them in anger
Rail against injustices
Wolves in Yellowstones
Gangs in L.A.
Genocide in Africa
Trouble in Latvia, or
Slums in Mumbai.
And while anger is better than fear
This focus remains on the problems
And so the problems remain.
How then to drop that stick,
And let our focus be guided
To set our sails instead
Saturday 31st December 2016 7:51 am
I've done some work on a previous blog entry, entitled 'Mammy Wata'. I hope it's now a little more complete, and makes more sense. I've a feeling it's going to be one of those projects that NEVER really feels finished.
The Yoruba verses
I - Constance
Who comes to visit me,
when the sea is fat with breath
and streets are quiet?
Who is it hangs, one-hande...
Sunday 10th April 2011 5:00 pm
There’s a big fish at the bottom of Masvingo lake.
Old, fat, and ugly, it won’t be caught
I glimpsed it once, on the end of my hook;
Thought I had it, saw its cruel, fierce eyes
The fishing isn’t good in the lake.
The big old one has eaten almost all the others.
People still come to try and catch it
Maybe if the lake dries up
It will be found there at the bottom
Tuesday 15th December 2009 9:46 am