Although a Brit, I began writing poetry at Kalk Bay near Cape Town back in the mid-90s where I appeared on local radio and TV programmes.
(1)Blood Brothers. First an itch and then the irritation plus sleeplessness as I await the next raid of the Stuka Joy comes with a well judged swipe when I reduce my tormentor to a small patch of haemoglobin In an odd way we are now related but part of me also lies bludgeoned to the bedroom wall (2)Lakeside. Gantries encircled the lakeside hills where carriages empty tired urbanites wending their way home At the lake's edge shrubs send out fragrant aromas into twilight air At the station incongruous signs 'AK47s disallowed' (3)Ethnic Cap. The African boy aged 9 discarded by his family and the world at large He wears a hat several sizes too big his thin legs dangle on the low wall Yesterday he asked for tea and gulped it Tonight he will sleep again on the cold sand
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