I don’t want to die
It’s, just, I don’t want to live
I have nothing left
Despair (Photo credit: fakelvis)
A Poet for me to Discover May 14, 2012
Yesterday I was out with my husband and one of our habitual visits is the bookshop in our town. We like to browse the shelves looking for something new to tempt us.
I enjoy reading and writing poetry so I migrated to that section of the shop. Flicking through a book I found, and loved, the poem below.
I understand that you probably can’t read it based on this picture, so here’s the necessary info:
It’s a poem by Togara Muzanenhamo. Based purely on the name I thought he was Japanese. He is however, in a strange moment of synchronicity, from Zimbabwe. (Haiku for Eska).
I found the words so evocative that I had to take this snap so that I could remember the writer’s name. I’m looking forward to reading more of his work.
So that you can share it here’s a link to an online copy of this poem: http://www.poetrymagazines.org.uk/magazine/record.asp?id=23440
Enjoy!
Related articles
- Haiku for Eska (fundemental.wordpress.com)
Blackness May 13, 2012
Blackness.
It surrounds me.
A black fog that engulfs me,
Seeps into my lungs and chokes me.
Blackness.
It is all I see.
The joy of life drained away
until all that is left is shades of grey.
Blackness.
Fills my ears like tar.
Smothers the sounds
I hear my heartbeat like a drum, counting down to my release.
Blackness.
Takes away my voice.
Changes my vocabulary.
Twists my meaning.
Blackness.
It’s all I have
It’s all I know
and blindfolded by blackness I can’t find my way out.
Tinitus – Haiku
Scream (Photo credit: paulbence)
Such sibilant sound
Sings in my ears and screeching
Affects my hearing.
Haiku for Eska May 11, 2012
Jazz singer Eska Mtungwazi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
On Monday I went to see the fabulous Eska Mtungwazi perform her latest work English Skies at the South Bank. I went to school with her and even then she was a musical force, able to play any instrument she picked up without a single lesson. When I discovered a few years ago that she was writing and performing her own music ( we had written a few songs together at school 
) I was ecstatic to find that this amazing gift was being shared with the world. On Monday I also felt a little inspired so here is my Haiku for the lovely Eska…
‘English Skies’ Songstress
your music and lyrics join
to lift my soul high
Related articles
- Eska Mtungwazi – Old Interview (allaboutsoulmusic.wordpress.com)
Daydreaming March 6, 2012
I dream of a warm blue sky
Of an orange scented breeze
And of sun toasted skin.
Listening to the roar of the waves
In the shade of a palm
With sand beneath my feet
I long for some time to spare
To lie with eyes gently closed
And nothing to do
And I want you by my side
Enjoying this moment
And sharing the dream.
A New Day Draws to a Close
Take medicine – check- Have something to eat with second hot drink of the day – check
- Get bathed and dressed – check
- First paid job of the day – check
- Second job cancelled so go to town. Pay in cheques. Go to book shop - check
- Third paid job - check
- Fourth paid job - check
- Fifth paid job - check
- Home for car windscreen replaced - check
- Possible 6th job? Confirm this - check
- Make dinner – check
- Tidy up - check
- Visit Father in Law - check
- Make jewellery – have designed earrings I want to make
- Husband home?
- Write some poetry – check
- Go to BED
Husband (haiku) February 23, 2012
