I wake up wandering through the peripheries of Eden,
Clouds clothe the rising sun;
Casting cool shadows upon us.
Contentedly, Eve smiles beside me,
I smile ...
When cowards flee from the battlefield
With their tails between their legs
They carry their war
To unarmed men and women;
They turn their weapons on
The un...
Like a sunset you came,
Blazed the sky with beauty.
I took it in, your wonder
And was breathless.
I heard colour, tasted music.
And stood still, awed.
I w...
Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair
And drops of mercury on her lips
The twinkling dance of stars in her hips
And little...
These wee hours of strangled consciousness
I am roused awake; wide eyed and throbbing.
I have many hot and weakening tears to dispense.
They are an ode to th...
Though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death
fear not,
there shall be bright lights at the end of this dark tunnel.
Though grief collects ...
Story Moja Hay Festival is almost here, and as usual poetry and music enthusiasts will be given a special treat. Last Year The School Bell Rang, this year S...
I am these words and let me tell you what else
I am those words you heard but refused to accept like the time Sister Margarite was told about her star pupil’...
Only a slave mourns his master,
so I shed no tears for chivalry,
as real men don’t cry
hold the tears in, till it forms a noose round your neck
the weight o...
