Poetry

"...why does a hyena laugh?..."

"...She imagined visons of burning dunes..."

"...build a department from the ground up, only to be hindered..."

"...I must be made for sacrifice..."

"...the temptation to wail like an injured coyote..."

"...those footpaths carved into the wood..."

"...zest of orange permeating the breeze...."

"...I dance you along a precipice..."

"...he took off his shoe and banged it on the table..."

"...And promise yourself of Dreaming a new dream..."

Christmas Season begins on Christmas Day and extends through Epiphany, January 6.

"...she couldn't figure out who he was..."

"...a lone oak so bright, looking as if it had soaked all the sunlight..."

"...an existential crisis much greater than any human..."

"...i will never stop fighting for the world i have seen in my dreams..."

"...quiet as a mouse or a saint..."

"...Flashing flamingo legs To pink paradise harlem heads..."

"...loneliness whispering in your ear on a Tuesday afternoon..."

"...distant like the love I am over with..."

"...Romance of living a life beyond all lives..."

"...I'm the tears in a lukewarm beer..."

"...there's no secret handshake..."

"...The gliding of Time Into the smooth tiptoe, Down to Eternity..."

"...a sentence 3 pages in length..."

"...I had no voice to call your name..."

"...This is a Gig Baby and the liquor is Top Shelf..."

"A dream builds up From nowhere..."

"...the universe is more out here than back there..."

Tlalane Manciya writes poetry, short stories and romance novels. Her writing vision is to write inspiring poems and stories that not only feed the soul but the mind as well, reaching audiences on the global stage.

"It doesn't take much time if you remain still..."