Wednesday, 8 August 2018


She is warm, yes she is
All the flowery synonyms of the word describe her
Her tone, her words, her works
All define the feeling of home... 

Motherly, yes that's it
She is that person you want to make proud
Whose laughter, whose smile, whose blessing
Completes the child, me

She is an inspiration
The unbiased testimonials precede her
Her babes, her passions, her achievements
All suggest the strength I can only admire. 

Woman you are beautiful, yes you are!

Happy women's day mums

Tuesday, 30 January 2018

Deep Beauty

There I was...

Flying high in the sky for the high
Why fly? The Butterfly questions, why?
To dive into the 'scary' waters will make your heart jive
The dance of love a true high

In deep, I weep for the years of sleep
Why cry? The Blue asks , why?
When beauty was finally found sound
In waiting for an Angel to bloom


Soaring the skies in unison for joy
Yes fly, The soul consents, fly
Spread the word of the beauty drowned
In an ocean of impatience, bleakness, heartache

Tell it's found in this world, just like gold
Yes no lie, The heart content, joy
This love is beauty perfection
Present in the eyes of yours truly


Tuesday, 9 January 2018

My Heartbeat

Lub dub lub dub ... dub
Skips a beat, under arrest
As you fly by

Lub dub lub dub lub dub
Flawless rythm, safe
As you hold me

Steady lifeline
Concious, lucid
As we go on...

Stay close
Stay put, forever
Because you are my heartbeat



Hey there buddy
Slow down, I need a minute
I am not trying to delay it
Your are quite a catch

Go steady
Colorful statements, tasteful gifts
I am getting woozy
You are too much

Oh deary
Your season is nigh
I am super sorry
For letting you fly by

Don't be blue
It's making me green
It's a brave new world
Go paint it red

Sweet butterfly,
Fly fly fly
Back to me someday                                                 

                                                                                                                    I told you to fly by
                                                                                                                            Fly why
                                                                                                                    Fly to a future
                                                                                                                            A magical one

                                                                                                                   You listened and flew
                                                                                                                           Blown away
                                                                                                                   To a pile of dirt
                                                                                                                           Buried in hell

                                                                                                                   Never to meet again

The day is today
Storm is over, coast is clear
Soar the skies, paint my vision
Until all I see is you

Friday, 18 November 2016


Give love to him that has great sadness
That which is born by bitterness
Denied true happiness by circumstances
Driven to the edges, poisoning all possibilities

Devoid of all hope, positivity
He carries a shadow of negativity
Corrupting the sweet minds in his vicinity
Angry banter bringing him comfort and perverted,twisted,unnatural felicity

Hugs to him who has been receiving lemons
Unable to make lemonade, bottling the sour
Gallons of flesh eating acid flowing within
Birthing unrelenting pain

Bitterness is a cloud of ruins set for an impending implosion
It runs deep, tainting the soul
Hiding obvious beauty placing a fault in the stars
Without it an imperfect simpler existence awaits

Advice to him that is holding on to past misfortunes
Spit out the bitter and taste the sweet
Move on from the ghosts you can not fight
Let it go

Friday, 1 July 2016


I have been alone
The point you notice everyone's gone
When expectations are broken by those unexpected
An eerie kind of lonely ignited

I have felt alien
The life of a social pariah unimaginable to the esteemed
An unforgiving empty state of being
When the skin once worn proudly, burns

I have been there
The feeling is that of deadness
A state of absolute stillness and utter darkness
Imagine a room with no exit, walls closing in

I have been to war
The hustle that is thrust on you
Where you sweat for a lost cause, begging for more
Having nothing and dragging oneself through yet another day

I am here
The point of realisation of self worth
Head held high, eyes on the prize
Carrying invisible scars, just a reminder

This is for you Sandra Chimunhu


Tuesday, 8 March 2016


Hello to you day-breaker
My nostrils are flaring in welcome of your sweet scent
I feel your wintry breeze on my face, eyelids flutter
Allowing you in with each new breath

Goodbye nightmares
A stop to a suffering in the hands of my worst fears
Soothing song of nature calming my nerves,
Greyness fading into the pink of light

My thanks for the blank canvas
The colours for my art
Free reign to carve my path
To write a story of myself complete

Wishing to stay on these high fluffy clouds
A feeling of a precious gift priceless
The gift of a fresh page