i wish…
April 5, 2009 at 3:28 am | In Poetry | 7 CommentsTags: african poet, angel, freedom, gaia, life, love, love the world, mountains, poems, Poetry, soul, south africa, south african poet, tired
i wish
i could write the smell of late summer rain
the way it feels on parched skin
and the way it disappears in a puff of dust
when gravity returns gaia to gaia
i wish i knew why
for the love of god
man subverted
the love of god
twisted it and warped it
to claim the love of god
for war and death and the devil and evil
when we are nothing more than a raindrop
and god is the earth
Where is ozymandiaz?
December 6, 2008 at 11:26 pm | In Uncategorized | 1 CommentTags: ozymandiaz
http://ozymandiaz.wordpress.com/
play it loud
December 6, 2008 at 10:56 am | In photography | 1 CommentTags: bill kaulitz, fan, freedom, scream, tokio hotel, youtube
i think i’m in fan with her
never going to say goodbye
November 27, 2008 at 5:02 am | In Poetry | 7 CommentsTags: cancer, death, friend, life, love, poem, poems, Poetry, south african poet
youre not gone yet
but
i dont want to say goodbye
i dont want to speak in the past about you
im going to keep you alive
in my head and in my heart
and remember that time we met
with a little white kitten stuck in a very tall tree
and the few times we joined our spaces
and ogled cleavage and sang to music
im going to magnify them and remember your smell
your strong hugs and your beautiful smile
and your laugh from your belly and your hot dyke hairstyle
im going to keep you alive
in my heart and in my life
im not going to say goodbye
im going to fight to keep you alive
those beautiful words with
your beautiful anger
im selfish i know
i can’t face the pain
im never going to say goodbye
carry on fighting
youre going to live forever
there’ll never be another nelson
November 20, 2008 at 3:12 pm | In Poetry | Leave a CommentTags: anc, ancyl, jacob zuma, julius malema, louis armstrong, mandela, mugabe, youth league, zimbabwe, zuma
i said hello, zimbabwe……well, hello, mugabe
it’s so nice to have you back where you belong
youre lookin swell, mugabe…….i can tell, zimbabwe
you’re still burnin…mugabe’s still crowin…you’re still goin down
you feel that room swayin……from the hunger twangin’
against your spine your panga’s rapping from way back when
So….. take their bread, fellas……ain’t got no money, fellas
mugabe’ll never go away again
(instrumental financial break)
i said hello, malema,……well, hello, zuma
Its not surprising to find malema’s hand up your ass, it’s where it belongs
youre lookin swell, zuma…….i can tell, zuma
you’re still glowin…you’re still showering…you’re still kanga mon
You feel that room swayin? ……from the judges gavel’
Against your head your crimes’ll catch you from way back when
So….. take my hint, fellas……dont get no malema, fellas
mandela’ll never be back again
Thanks Louis
echoes in my mind
November 20, 2008 at 10:57 am | In Poetry | 3 CommentsTags: fear, loss, love, passion, poem, poems, Poetry, south african poet
gentle touch, soft words
these things
echo in my mind
i see now
already i taste
i smell i feel
flickering fingers,
warm tongues
arched backs
fire and ice
tumbling hair
no hair
a soft cuddle
a gentle doze
early morning scramble
echoes in my mind
again again again
tomorrow is too close
no way!
November 15, 2008 at 9:31 am | In photography | 1 CommentTags: california, gay, gay rights, lesbian, lesbian love, lesbian sex, proposition 8
not in california, surely?
hey california!
November 15, 2008 at 8:18 am | In photography | 2 CommentsTags: gay, gay love, gay sex, love, love the world, ok to be gay, sex
make love not war….
well done california
November 14, 2008 at 7:12 am | In photography | 3 CommentsTags: california, discrimination, gay marriage, idiotic, nation, proposition 8, stupid humans
discrimination sucks, fool. i’ll be back.
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