"and i said to my body. softly.
'i want to be your friend.'
it took a long breath and replied
'i have been waiting my whole life for this.' "
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Wednesday, 21 January 2015
Gentle
Lately, I have been feeling a bit bruised and battered, and then I came across this
Sunday, 16 November 2014
Msaki
I first discovered Msaki through my very cool friend Randomarivate. Rhandz had seen Msaki perform in Pretoria and when she got back to CT, she introduced me to Msaki’s street performance of ‘Dear Youth’ on Youtube. I was hooked.
She (Msaki not Rhandzu ;)) is an ah-may-zing singer-songwriter.
She (Msaki not Rhandzu ;)) is an ah-may-zing singer-songwriter.
Labels:
Bay Harbour Market,
Hout Bay,
life,
live,
local music,
love,
lyrics,
Msaki,
music,
poetry,
Randomarivate,
song,
South Africa
Sunday, 26 October 2014
Difficult to Love
Saw this poem a while ago on Verbal-Sid’s blog. I love it.
you are a horse running alone
For women who are difficult to love
by Warsan Shire
you are a horse running alone
and he tries to tame you
compares you to an impossible highway
to a burning house
says you are blinding him
that he could never leave you
forget you
want anything but you
you dizzy him, you are unbearable
every woman before or after you
is doused in your name
you fill his mouth
his teeth ache with memory of taste
his body just a long shadow seeking yours
but you are always too intense
frightening in the way you want him
unashamed and sacrificial
he tells you that no man can live up to the one who
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn't you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
Wednesday, 22 October 2014
I was dying
I saw this on @Rasheeda_s instagram account:
“First I was dying to finish high school and start college,
And then I was dying to finish college and start working;
And then I was dying to marry and have children;
And then I was dying to finish college and start working;
And then I was dying to marry and have children;
And then I was dying for my children to get old enough for school so I could return to work;
And then I was dying to retire.
And now I am dying… and suddenly I realise I forgot to live.”
And then I was dying to retire.
And now I am dying… and suddenly I realise I forgot to live.”
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