Tuesday, 30 October 2012

P untitled

How can you be so far?
When I tear inside
When all I want is you close
Right by my curve and my side

Picket my fence P, pickle my heart
Iron out the strain
Don’t leave me,
Hung out in disdain.

From here to there where you send sunshines
On ray boats piercing my heart stupid
With your wickedly missiled smiles
Elusively lucid in splendor

Eish, I am a moron in tongues
When you lash me with your happy voice

Wednesday, 24 October 2012

Catch my Pink Faya P

Dreadlocked in my deadlock around the block
I acted nutty; professing scintillated scents of your soul
Down Jeppe I hopped happily towards Bree Street, P.
Past Chicken Licken, towards Mandela’s Bridge
My thoughts of you never ever went astray like,
Bob Marley’s bright and sunny day
Potbelly smiles
GuavaJelly hides
Pineapple asides
Stolen rub-a-dubs
Catch my fire
Red rants
Catch your fire in mine
Sweet Pink bongo
Dread culture
P.
Catch my fire

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Four better days P.

He wonders in his haze
Sauntering around maize fields
He erects everyday in her gaze
Walled in and porous he flirts with P
Through a Moria of peep holes
Whispering notes sent silently in between canals
Floating to her hiding spot on her island under the blue gum tree
Sometimes those messages on spring’s petals are direct as metal and free
‘In sickness and memory we will never be apart babes,
As we decipher the alphabets that string the strata in our hearts together’
He seems to say each day with different words as he slaves and prays
For better days

Thursday, 11 October 2012

When it rained, P.

When it rained all my inner eyes could reach
Is you and i by the seaside
My pride was in sync with the symphony
Of the rain drops
playing with the surfaces
outside my warm cocoon
and my joy
cuddled my small coughs
as my tv flickered with noise
poised with nostalgia
i picked up the phone,
and dialed your o eight two
all starry eyed i ask
Oh my heart answer the phone;
Please P.

Saturday, 6 October 2012

P.


P, I wanted your rose to kiss me softly
Right here where I clearly see,
My Sweetest Soweto memory
My three million lullabies betwixt goodbyes
Leave me wondering beyond yonder
Whether I am just playing with prayer
Or in a good way you’re just slaying me textually
Slicing my brevity away

P, My taboo, and my déjà vu
Downtown you are my brownsugar
on the eastside my chocolate cake
on the west my ice cream dream
and everywhere else my eyes see no one else but you
And you know I don’t want it to sound like that
Not in a bad way atleast, but you keep me mellow and sane

Sunday, 30 September 2012

To Masego


on behalf of Tshego

Remember friend how we listened to music
Stars shining in our eyes in our nighties at our pj parties
Dreaming with our knights riding off into the sunset
You know, it’s been a while since I've seen you shine in your smile

Remember that very first time he said hello, and
You blushed
All flushed, like that song said, with fever
The diva in you sang songs of Shiva
You spoke in tongues intertwined, and
Rewrote Genesis anew
Redemption found you
In the streams of your bloodstream
Pumping to the beat of the Song of Solomon

Friend, as you and yours rewrite life anew, and
Show us how…
I see you now and you must know that,
It’s been a while since I've seen you shine in your smile.

Friday, 28 September 2012

Eish P, my pleasent fluorescent intense Incense

You know, today i wanted to write you this poem
Full of dissapointment but i could not put the verbs together
I wanted to say to you i am jealous but…
Could not put the two’s and their adverbs together
I heard the despair; i saw it from your words
I cried a wrenching cry and …
in that moment i became the wretched of the earth
and, then i heard you, i smiled and ...
googled poems i could send to you incessantly
i like you still; neccesarily.
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