Poetry

"...in the shadows of the towering grass blades, her pink peeping petals..."

"...that's how it gets you..."

"The final curse that Mwari gave, With broken heart, in granite cave..."

"...Rich as condensed milk. Decadent as cream..."

"... Run feral, rugged, dirty, roam grassland plains..."

"...She might have had young girl dreams..."

"Words and verses suspended..."

"...the raw brown of a wounded tree, hacked slowly and felled..."

"...His weapons are a chisel and spade..."

"How dare the masters painted you..."

An image to remember...

"...It has been years..."

...It lies as still as a stone,<br> waits for a thirsty animal...

"...One of small lifetime of impressions..."

"...My belief is incurable and so is the facade of pleasure that I show..."

"...life is a brass lever, a wordsmith, an artist at his craft..."

"...the enthusiasm innate to someone who knows... how to work for what she wants..."

"...Silencing my screams with your machine guns..."

"... One rumour was that he had a money-spitting snake he fed..."

"...joy in flesh and bone and all ten thousand emotions..."

"...return to the tatters we've ripped apart..."

"...portrait of a real person..."

"...an argument in my mind..."

"...Light-em-up Santas and look-alike trees, tinsel, wild parties..."

"...and just enough, to cause the questioning soul in us to stir..."

"A trinity of sisters..."

"...A cup of music and a true & lonely cry..."

"...Am I the chosen performer today to perform the songs of loneliness..."

"...a purified sky cleaned by a divine hand..."

"Transition, is song, passages..."