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Roaring Fires and Open Skies

Like clock-work, I know it’s time to visit grandma for Christmas Daddy makes all the plans and we fly and fly over the mountains and grasslands of Africa from Ethiopia to Nigeria I love to sit next to daddy on... Continue Reading →

‘The’ Fear

I used to call it “my” fear but I’ve put a stop to that I will no longer have it so near Instead, I answer it back whenever it opens it’s cavernous mouth - to attack But never does it... Continue Reading →

Whatchamacallit?

What nickname do I give a song sparked by the sight of a smile? What synonym do I append to a laugh that whistles like the wind? ‘Tis only a poem I can think of -a poem I pen anytime... Continue Reading →

My Jealousy

I watch as the rain runs its hands all over your body while a gentle wind wraps you in its embrace -all the while covering your face in blue leafy kisses I watch as the cold decides to put away... Continue Reading →

The Line

Tracing the line between love and hate Both- so closely knit -not together -neither apart but enough to tickle the finger of fate A line that can only be discerned by a shredded heart -to which scars have added much... Continue Reading →

Day 12: Ink that Bleeds

The prompt today is this: "write about love for someone who does not know you love them". Well, everyone in my life already knows I love them....I'm boring that way. So, I've used my imagination ....... what else? my pen... Continue Reading →

Grounded

  What do I know of power? I cannot fathom its texture or dimensions Is it loud? Does it growl….or shake its fists at passers-by? No, I do not know power But... I do know survival It's staying one step... Continue Reading →

Neighbourliness

God had the right idea when he prescribed a utopia for all near and far Love thy neighbour as thyself (He said) Don't leave them forgotten like an old book on a high shelf "Mourn with those who mourn rejoice... Continue Reading →

All in the Timing

There's a rumour going around that there's a time for this and a time for that I hope that when I catch up they'd have added a time to smell the coffee or a time to remove rose-tinted glasses or... Continue Reading →

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