Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Monotony of Being

Hush of country
That awaits for the messiah.

Country forever frozen,
Singing melodies of pain,
Melodies that swell in the air.
Country
of once half buried faces
in the earth,
Of murky
Bloodied rivers
And unbridled cries

Hush of country
That awaits for the messiah.

In silence lies the dread
For the night,
For the descending darkness
With it idle
uresolved, nightmarish dreams.
In the hush lies hope,
Hope that bears no face,
No resemblance.
In hope and silence
Waits a once young man,
Now old haggard and wrinkled.
Who waits under the baobab
For his beloved,
Beloved who ceases to exist.
In excruciating silence
Waits the young for the bus to pass,
For the dust to rise then settle,
For hope to appear then disappear.

Hush of country
That awaits for the messiah

Silent land of dry riverbeds,
Of weary hearts.
Country of mud huts
And cattle pens.
Of the woman in the field,
On the grinding stone,
Of the man in the savannah,
Of the hoe digging,
Rain falling,
Seed sprouting,
Green then brown,
Of seasons
With reasons
Of visions.
Of the grinding stone,
Trudge to the well,
Fire in the hearth,
Of love in the savanna,
Of reasons
For seasons
With visions.

Hush of country
That awaits for the messiah

Monday, 21 March 2011

the band is almost set

was anxious for the past weeks because had not put the band together but all seems well.thank you book cafe open mic,thank you great friends who have pulled out for me.next step rehearsals somebody scream!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, 19 March 2011

The event yet to rock my life

Poetry and...............My event, the event.its on April 15th, no rain nor thunder can stop it from happening.all i got to say is Funk! Funk!Funk!Its all about the Funk on the 15th i am eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeexcited!

Sunday, 6 March 2011

My new awesome Event

So much has been going on but I am excited, I have been writing some good poetry works, Iam proud of them,only problem comes when one has to cram and practise them.
I am now officially an organiser for a poetry event that is on in April, got a lot of work ahead for me, mind you I have been running around like a headless chicken.Its a whole new adventure for me and I cant wait to see it completed.
I will be organising a poetry/music event,a fusion of poetry with some real good music,I call it poetry musical.Watch this space!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, 2 March 2011

crazy week of poetry

Last week was fantasic but a bit crazy.On thursday last week perfomed at the U.S Ambassadors house at a Black History Event, on the comical side i hit my head against a wall lamp  all because i was preocupied with the very appetising drumstick in my hand, i have the mild pain to show for it. Loved being around poets such as me.

We are to the core soft and fragile beings who become aggressive because of the adrenalin passion gives, when i write aggressive i mean agressive when we are on stage.Poetry is beautiful, it is all about wordplay, manipulation of mild phrases, it is the beauty of creation and experimentation.
Today i will be perfoming at an open mic session, going to try perfoming an old but seemingly new piece to the audience.Things are hectic right now,juggling songwriting with my own writing and l am officially a dedicated member of a new project that is to involve the hottest artist Zimbabwe and the World are yet to see.

This week was also really good, had to work it on stage at monday open mic's though having gone with only one poem in mind. I ended up perfoming more than two with a crazy guitarist who was the total opposite of my mood,it worked that way.It was the last day of the black history month and l performed a poem i love so much which isentitled being black.

I am also planning a superfantastic project fusing poetry and music in this psychedelic way,still hushed up but I must work hard to make it an awesome event.watch this space. 

let me love and leave you,poetry is calling to me.