Cracked

Clear blue skies above Not a single cloud in sight Hard baked clay beneath Her bare, ashy feet You can hardly tell them apart Both are brown, dry, Cracked The violent sun’s heat That wilted all vegetation Does not deter her From her chores today Grinding the last of the maize A final meal to…

Asylum

Love, my love for you Is pure, white as the new snow Not tainted by the world However hard it tries Different from any other, you see My love is an asylum And you dwell within my Four soft, white cushioned walls With just the one barred window But you’d never want to leave The…

Two poems

Prisoners Loud is the silence that grows Deep like a ridge between us Separating east from west It cannot carry the sound of  the attempts At a conversation much needed Then we become prisoners Punished when the quiet air around us Grows heavy on our minds, hearts Which of us will free the other?  …

Controversy

A friend of mine has been all but gently nudging me to venture into the shark infested waters that is controversial themes. Now, I have never been one to stir the pot or make a wave. Maybe I have done it for so long that I have come to know a life where I do not…

White lines

I said we should try this time Try to keep our distance You agree and so we begin We sit face to face on the floor A thick white line drawn in chalk Marks the boundary between My side of the world and yours Tension thickens the air between us You move your hand up…