Questions

On Sunday, I met up with a close friend who was to embark on a trip abroad. She had been here since December and with Covid 19 in place, I had hoped she would stay around a while longer. We met at a popular local eatery and when we were finished with the meal, she… Continue reading Questions

I Taught Her (Outro)

Photo by Flora Westbrook on Pexels.com

I taught her all I set out to Three years it’s been, Of incessant “love you too” and hey, no gin!   Shocking, That departure, was achieved. Choking! Even I hadn’t believed.   Yet in all fairness, the feat is remarkable Remarkable because well, I was able to disprove the biggest fable but in the… Continue reading I Taught Her (Outro)

to action

while i furiously thumbed through my notebook, i discovered this piece: from this day remember [that] actions have consequences. some come with regrets. for every action you take, for every remark you make, you have to ask yourself: am i willing to live with the consequences? of course we must not let the fear of… Continue reading to action

I taught Her

I taught her to love even when I knew none myself I taught her to fly and believe in the beauty of love. So, she smiled at the thought of my smile  Wept at the sight of my anguish. She knew none of these things But I told her That if she let it all… Continue reading I taught Her

Scars

I learnt to live with my scars after someone special asked me to embrace them. Poem with intense imagery

Prima donna

Written in late 2015, the poet uses the aspect of a prima donna to write about a woman who seems unbothered by life’s shortcomings

Life after the Sex Tape

Introduction For some ludicrous reason, sex tapes are a fast-growing trend. Urban dictionary defines a sex tape as ‘a ploy used by washed up celebrities to gain main stream media attention’. I couldn’t agree more. As kids, er teens, we watched in awe as Kim Kardashian bit down Ray J’s pecker. (We later see grotesque… Continue reading Life after the Sex Tape

Without Soul

The love you brewed Stands withered Weeping, wailing Asking questions I have no answer to It bleeds With profusion Endless confusion Querying why you left Beseeching I seek another Hoping for redemption From this delusion Mission I embarked To find a new jewel Hoping that maybe I’ll find one not cruel Miles I walk in… Continue reading Without Soul