Law of sin From a sprouting fruit Tree Folly of a thirsty tongue Tapping, lapping, meandering Lurking in the garden Chill of a snake's venom Sin's hiss around the tree A sputter of poison to you Eager for your place In the eyes above your face The witness is sad in silence For the Blood … Continue reading As Sin Steps Into The Picture…
We may not speak to these matters of love//they are only to be words on the wall We may not look at each other's eyes//as they carry these burdens to crumble and fall When you find your way into a heart of a man//ask not for his voice but the guiding way To go beyond, … Continue reading Words on the wall
We country folk archetype a simple living: wake up in the morning, milk the cows drink the coffee set the milk on your roof top to glaze chaff the chicken count the eggs head the sheep head the cattle, away from the sheep drink the horses drink the donkeys smoke your pipe head the calves … Continue reading Grandfather’s Life
You want to open the door early on your morning wake so that last nights nightmeres can stand up and walk off to haunt the neighbours, now You want to open the windows at midday when you prepare lunch so that the gossip of the day can fly by you and your household they might … Continue reading A Simple Open Life
When the wind whispers it's a cold day When the stars shine the angels are spying on us "If it's good enough for you, then it's good enough for me" inspired by a De Niro movie, that last line is actually from one of his movies... still have to look up which one
We are the songs of the rumble drum We are the ghosts building up on skies We are bald head champions We are the pale skin clones Say 'hello' world, We are the new Empire
As days fell by and by with flakes of hair Foggy at eyes as cloudy sights to bare A thing called life as now procure To memory of gurney Ones path prepared A day of passing
When we were children we were told so many things to last a life time We were told that crocodiles were cruel animals We grew up to find out that the same species that had told us were More cruel that any crocodiles on a bad month We were told that Mr Whiteman has a … Continue reading _Make Africa Great Again
There is no season Most cold, than the day before Initiation school...
I say I love you In my mind all day The only world I am not tongue tied When I learn to love It won't be you, I love A heart locked in a cage A cage of thoracic bones Clustered with organs That flute the same tune We try to attract the ones Who … Continue reading The Father I didn’t know!