Tag Archives: poetry

Although I have become more comfortable with people over time, I often still feel like a misfit and outsider OUTSIDER This glass prison From where I observe not engage with those who get it right social butterflies in flight Envying their colours bright My dull moth wings folded waiting for a flame to ignite

The biography of Leonard Cohen I’m Your Man by Sylvie Simmons, is a journey in the shoes of a man of greatness, a man with the ability to capture the elusive in word and song.  One word stops me in my circular tracks.  That word is ‘longing’.  It comes up repeatedly from the title of his poetry book “Book of Longing”,  to …

When I visit Umdloti my friend Karin always comes to meet me at Java Café one morning.  We catch up on news and simply enjoy the joy of friendship.  After time with Karin I always feel that my mind has been given a good workout.  The day before we met, she set the challenge to write a poem about our …

My son Heath is working hard to get a break in the rap scene.  His lyrics are pure genius, he sent me a song by Hopsin to listen to. I then wrote these words to sort of the same beat, I may have gone off track, but only listened once and didn’t want to replay it until this was finished …

Some days I really don’t know if a poem works or not.  Comments below most welcome YOUR LOT Pillars of salt arise from retrospective tears white statues haunting eluding every sense breath blood passion and pain only exist in the now in today Yesterday offers unquenchable thirst Today presents champagne A few hours later the last few lines have been …

Last year I wrote a few poems for submission to be included in the Dragonian Series by Adrienne Woods.  One was selected, this is one of the others on the topic of unconditional love. LOVE LIKE RAIN Love like rain gives and gives and gives Without question or condition Falling on undeserving barren ground Feeding the seeds of scattered dreams …

It’s not deliberate but each poem since the loss of Bowie has been inspired by him.  My aunt Carmie sent a link to Lorde’s performance at the Brit awards, where she sang Life on Mars.  Not over familiar with her music I continued to listen to more, then wrote this Stars and Vacuums Do you see what I see? Do …

I knew you by the shape of the air you left behind It couldn’t hold your essence Couldn’t fit within the mind I knew you in the silence the pause between the notes Free beyond the music It rises and it floats Words may awe and dazzle birth thought to voice and form but that is not the way you …

If I could escape mental chains rigid with rust Discover elements which rise and combust Only then could I honour Bowie the man but he is a blackstar and I simply am All that I have Is my black lump of coal To burn for the one who ignites the soul Until fire turns to ashes and, ashes to dust …

Outside the world of instant communication, David Bowie was still alive in my world, the day after his death.  On our road trip, drought parched Karoo scenery assaulted my field of vision, myriad deaths surrounded me, brown grass bereft of life, skeletal antelope, warthog brave with hunger grazed on bended knee.  Bowie was still alive in this world, his death had …