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Friday, October 1, 2021

in the future


When consciousness is canned

Whose do we choose ..............

Monday, October 8, 2018

LOOK BUSY


LOOK BUSY

BUSY LOOK

BUSY LOOKING

BUSY LOOKING BUSY

LOOKING BUSY BUSY


    BUSYING LOOK


Thursday, October 11, 2012

sorry



This conscious game
Watching the pain
Playing the blame
From name
To frame

Monday, June 18, 2012

Jasmine





Flowers bloom
to quickly die
Making love
the weather
in my eye.

Monday, May 28, 2012

Caught



You tried

You lied

We died

NO.

You coloured
The truth to share
My feelings to spare
Your feelings you thought
Were taught

Look now
how we
Got  caught.

Monday, February 13, 2012

SIBLING COMFORT*



You will be my baby #tonight.

Monsters in my bed
playing in my head
close my eyes with
horror and dread
Please don’t.
snap the golden thread
else I might wake up dead.

little girl ravaged
rewired instead.


I’m your baby tonight.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

OUTIES


Dependency smoking
From the Fire

Living
Down to the wire

Trying to enjoy
moments of pain

Watching wives
selling
themselves
tattooed
in the rain.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

LADY ON TOP


From her past
Lithe and lean
Been on top
Keen on top

Crouching
With emotion
Working her love

Enjoying
The toying
The rocking
The buoying
Of buckling strokes

To meat him
Releasing
His past

Into her future

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

THE THROWAWAY GIRL



Throwaway girl
Thanks for the twirl

Needed the hit
To keep me fit

But
Bit by Bit

The outie tribe
Encroaches
Mimicking the vibe
Of how to live
Of how to give
And take
In the new KZN

The new reality
Of god’s creatures
Vulturing
Values of past priests
Plagued by sin

Another in
Another frought reality
Dyed
By upbringing
Baked in the rust
Thrust into the glare 
of the future

Give me love
Throwaway girl

The tribe is to blame
Its name is the frame
Its afterlife
the game

Throwaway girl
Make me the same


Sunday, September 4, 2011

SIZE MATTERS


HEY MY SIZE !!!


She is my size.

What can I say...


The right size . .

A perfect fit.

My prize.

NO LIES.


The missing peace

is found     

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

( PRIVATE POEM )



Cally came with the Jasmine..

When my wounds had closed.

No warning
From the moving Earth

Just there with the need
To feed
Mine.

How kind the Fates
In concert are.

How soft is life.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

2 years



------- two years now ------

The bones must be
Nearly all that is left.


Perhaps some tough sinew still
Holding out
Holding on
Clinging to the dust -----

Waiting for me...



To get better

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

GRAVE TANDEM



Still . They lie there

One above the other
Still .  At odds
Eking out
Frail doubt
Drinking out
Eaten out
Reality
Father and daughter
Finality
Slaughtered
Copied
Righted
Blighted
Plastic flowers
For your time
Loneliness
For my rhyme
Thank you for the fine
Art
Apart from the love
And hate


Friday, September 17, 2010

IF TRUTH BE TOLD



We did not heed the cry for help
The numbness was to blame

Every time
We tried again
And again
And again
And again
To soften
Every blow that fell
Upon that tortured frame

We lost more
Then the time before.....



Friday, August 27, 2010

YOU



After you died the world went mad
The weather changed
The winter hurt
Gravity held me at the core
Matter: linking us, pulling us
                     Apart
Invisible bond
Call it what you will.

Starving for your love.

Shivering...  



Saturday, August 21, 2010

LIVING POEM



#
Living poem
A machine to tool your tricks
Torture
Massaging your meaning
Alive
Like lust
To suck your soul
Trust the thrust of ecstasy
Dull
Drive the need
Full
(Fulfill)
Feed the conscious
Line
Cautious time
Wading
Fading
On-line
Waiting for the Singularity
To change life
As it is
For no reason
No treason
Just movement
Only energy
Sending
Love
#

Thursday, August 19, 2010

#POEM



This poem is alive


It is a machine


With a soul


Living 


On-line


Waiting to die


Or change your life.


Saturday, February 20, 2010

UNIVERSAL ATHLETE




Race
The Race
The human face




Genes competing




Unless they have a common cause
Overriding . . . .




Tribal gravity ensues
Dictating with violence




Here in Africa . . . . .

Sunday, January 31, 2010

FEELINGS



FEEL

THE FATES
AROUSING FEAR
FIXING THEIR HOLD
BOLD ACROBAT OF TIME
GRAVITY DEVIANT DANCING
MAGNETIC RHYME

YOU WERE MINE . .

Monday, June 15, 2009

Vidigal


 

2009


 

Lucy died

Dennis cried


 

We all tried


 


 

Your death has made us stronger

No longer haemorrhaging

Emotion


 

For that tormented spirit

Trapped on the foreign side

Of that fine line


 


 

Find peace now

Gentle soul


 

Made brute

By your subject


 


 

Walk softly

She is here

Under toe

The flowers grow.......


 

Twixt root and rubbish

My love lies

Broken


 

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Meandering



I would love for you to see

 

How ecstasy

Lies in my head

How lust avoids the bed

For better or for worse the hearse

Comes too quickly for the dead

 

I would love to feel your form

Taste your aura

Sacrifice

Myself

Again

And again

Maybe this time.....

There will be no pain.......



Friday, June 5, 2009

RELATION


Necessity commands
Contentment follows

Audacity demands
Resentment swallows

Fill her needs
Grow the seeds

Die and be forgotten
Quick

I insist


You resist
The healing
To consume your pain

The pity
To ignite
Your brain 

Tricks


When all the tricks are spent

And tongues can’t repent

 

I’ll still be there

Giving vent

Waiting

 

Waiting

Giving vent

You’ll still be there

 

And tongues won’t repent

When all your tricks are spent


Wednesday, June 3, 2009

moving



Road kill

New thrill

Afterlife

Without

A wife



Thursday, January 1, 2009

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

sketchbook


Sketch book

 

Sad look

You took

Everything

And left me

Freedom!!!!!



Wednesday, December 3, 2008

HIV+



HIV+

 

SEXLESS BRAIN

SUCKING THE IDEA

DEPROGRAMMED

TRYING TO BE NEAR

 THE NEED FOR SEED

THE FEAR OF FAMILY AND TRUST

TO SOLACE AND PROTECT THE DEED

DOING WHAT THEY THINK THEY MUST

FROM THE RAVAGES OF COMMON FEED

TO RETAIN THE LUST THAT LEADS TO AIDS

AND FADES LIKE SLAUGHTERED WEEDS. SPREADING

 

 

BRING ON THE CURE!!!



Sunday, November 23, 2008

gravity



GRAVITY

 

Time to take attraction

Competing with the best

Wildest sense of satisfaction

Tricked to touch the rest

With energy to transfer

And send upon its way.

 

 

Meet up with it

Someday

 

Stray

Love.........

 

REMEMBER ME?



Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The Struggle




Is life merely struggle

 

 

There are too many people

Who will stop them?

Multiplying

How can I live here as a child

When everything I touch is wild.

Bewildered by its lust for life

Turned to echo love through strife.........

 

Is struggle life?



Tuesday, November 18, 2008

black poetry



Black poetry

 

Blank verse

Terse junk

Thick trunk

Sunk metaphor

Oozing creation

Dished up as art

For nothing other

Then wishing to be

In something different

Every time the hurt

Strikes up the past

To last as long as

It endures

The cures

Make vicious

The kind



Monday, November 17, 2008

Heaven is in the graveyard

 

Graveyard

 

Heaven has its cheap seats

One really ought to care

Where they place your body

And who you will be near

 

If you have no money  

And they chuck you in the ground

You might find dodgy people

Are living all around

 

But if they do not spare the cost

And bury you in style

I am sure that special kingdom

Will be closer to your smile

 

Please let me take my pride with me

“O Lord” I do beseech

Don’t leave me haggling like the rest

.............but simply out of reach

 

Perhaps the fire I should consume

To help me on my way

So all the little worms

Will leave me just the way

 

I want to be remembered.










Tuesday, November 11, 2008

erato



Slowly etched ground

Bitten by the acid

 

Drenched

 

Chorus line before the quiet

Scattered hounds of time

 

Pass the word

All is well

Everything

Is natural

 

Some more so

Others less

Love remains

Colourless

 

Metal grey cold mother

Children whisper from the distance

 

Blurt across the stream

Scream into obscenity

 

Rusty bell

Tinkle tell

Tell her .......




Saturday, November 8, 2008

LAPTOP COMPUTER



Window on the world

Window in the world

 

Lappy 

Nappy

Make my life

Better without a wife

At this outrageous age

 

Cage and couple

Everything is supple

With your caress of purpose

 

Bracket

Gentle racket in the brain

Feeding me

Feeling my

Pain

Gain

Subdued domain

Mocking reign


and


Grateful closure

Whilst the living remain

Dreaming of people and pleasure



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