Four weeks. That was all they had. Four weeks between the joy and hope of a new life and the heartbreak and desolation of death. Four weeks between holding his beautiful new daughter and lowering his beloved wife into the empty hollow dug into the African earth. The trek from the Zuid-Afrikaansche Republiek had beenContinue reading “Time for weeping”
Author Archives: Yaku
I’ve done well
I read a poemAnd in that moment I realisedI’ve done well.Done well survivingSurviving the chaos that plays outInside the walls of the great I am.The hidden unseen chambersWhere all the voices playAnd the devil and demons have their say.I’ve done well survivingAll that could’ve been.On kitchen floors with tears and knivesNever seen by the onesContinue reading “I’ve done well”
Where to begin
Let it be, pause, step away Abandon all expectations, beliefs of how it should be. Inhale. Let there be space, observe See yourself being moved, grooves of the subconscious. Exhale. Release, flow into the moment Detach from the, it has to be, step into the field of possibility. Listen. To the wisdom of your breathContinue reading “Where to begin”
Tuesday
A gully slopes down from a raised hip bone, rises toward the ridge of a resting arm. Fingers brush across mythical piano keys, curving along a cheek. The brown savannah of your back, seduce my senses, with a promise. Stay beyond tomorrow. I blanket your body with my aching limbs, drawing my strength from aContinue reading “Tuesday”
A While
Wait here with me a while, in silence Speak only with eyes that cannot lie Let joy extend its way up your spine Peace make a home alongside mine Stay here with me a while, in love Speak only with hands that cannot lie Let joy wrap itself around your heart Peace still the stormyContinue reading “A While”
Humanity
Paint in the colour of sweat falling from the toiling labour on the field Tell me of the colour of cold tears wailing the suffering of a child lost Speak the colour of gushing blood from wounds inflicted by brothers Recount for me the colour of eyes holding the gaze of faith and hope ReciteContinue reading “Humanity”
Life Memoirs
Life pens its memoirs in the fine lines of a contented but decaying body. Each stroke an epitaph to a chapter and a manifestation profoundly lived. Crafting deep passages on moments full of authentic friendship and love. Purple ink transforming crude judgment into the embrace of a shared humanity. Drafting a final chapter on theContinue reading “Life Memoirs”
Gift
There is a gentle peace that emanates from the things not wanted but needed from the fortunes not sought but found. There is a simplicity that is curled up in moments not expected but offered in intimacy not earned but bestowed. There is a contented joy that gleams in the bleak places where love growsContinue reading “Gift”
Become
I am becoming what I am, what I was Concealed in distractions of my being Let those who have eyes to see, see Let those who hear reveal themselves Speak, so that I might recognise you Share your light that we might be one Sit with me and with my tutelary deity In the silenceContinue reading “Become”
Umbrella
The brooding sky opens up its wings. Expelling a heavy heart in teardrops, splattering across filthy black lanes. Leaving humans scattering for cover, not noticing the salvation given them. Do not shelter me from these torrents, allow me to embrace a surging sorrow. Let the cleansing sky tears cover me. Hand your umbrella to theContinue reading “Umbrella”
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