…And A Simple Love
I came to you in despairAnd you gave me rest.I came to you in darknessAnd you were my guide.For so […]
Brown Backs Bent Double
Brown backs bent doubleUnder harsh Highveld heatTilling blood-red soilBeneath unjust sunGouging long woundsIn the lands of their ancestorsStolen, wrested, violatedCountless
For Many Years Have I
For many years have IAlone wanderedOn the uneven pathOf my lifeWhile the darkness devoured meAnd my fears assailed meAnd my
I Found A Photograph
I found a photograph the other dayOf me in younger clothesSquirreled away buried in battered cardboard caveDingy, dusty, damaged,Dumped in
I Started Seeing Skeletons
I started seeing skeletons on the street the other dayNot clean, clinical, comical, classroom onesBut stinking, putrid corpses where rotting
Tweetpoem #4: Winters cold harbour
Winter mist and morningGrey ghosts of trees and geese and peopleWeary homeward trudgingWarmth awaitingHarbour from a cold cold day
So many years have I
So many years have IThe littling voices heardAnd listened whilstThey lying spokeAnd mouthed deriding wordsMalignant in my mindOf how I
She sits there opposite me
She sits there opposite meIn that old chair of hersKnitting those strange shapes she madeToys, animals, useful thingsSo many –