Melancholy by Sheena

[tabby title="Poem"] I walked aloneamid a cheerful crowd,Cold concrete blocksloud noises, fast pacesglittering in gold,the rich and the old. I stood alonebeneath the shadesof that huge treewaiting for the crowdto move ahead,reach my destination. I looked upat the huge deityseated...

Over the Braai by Celia Turner

[tabby title="Poem"] This fire has been lovingly preparedstarting small with paper, shavings, kindling,only later adding logsto this testament of trees. These coals glow with a life of their own,gray ashy surface dots sun of them,contained orange motion,burning themselves to extinction....

Ode to My Mother by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] An epitome of resilience and doggedness,She can see through the pervading night,Her words pierce through lurking darkness,She doesn’t meddle with frivolity,She pushes through the borders of frailty. A woman of radiant colours,She has meandered life's varying contours,She beckons...

Joy Unfiltered by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] The joyful games of a youthful boy (or girl),Simple pleasures, easily done,Gained from play in freedom’s whirl,Completed in the afternoon sun. Goals and thoughts of a child,Easy fantasy with make-believe,Kingdoms and castles in fantasy wild,Not a serious notion...

Is that a sign? by Tlaki

[tabby title="Poem"] Like all signs on land and allSome scare a litte and some cheer a littleSome seek dawn while some lightAll rub on us a little or more Did you see the sign and walked by?Is that passing ignoring...