Fresh Lavender and Sassy Rosemary Andisiwe Nakani

[tabby title="Poem"] My words sometimes despise paperThey dance like fairies in paradiseIn my head, they sound like melodiesThey twirl around flirting with my imaginationDrunk on loveSome potion.Mystical, magical, and utterly blissfulI am seduced.I can smell them.They are fresh lavender and...

The Forgotten Oasis by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] The forgotten oasis may be the soul,A place of refuge from daily heat,A time to reflect on life's feat,To unpack the story writ in mind’s scroll. Rest a moment amid existential shouts,See the scope of surrounding sands,A moral...

Roots by Samkelo

[tabby title="Poem"] I am rooted hereI have no fearNo one can uproot meI am Irrigated with love There is no place like home [tabby title="Poet Bio"] I write. [tabbyending]

How the crow goes: naturally by Douglas Colston

[tabby title="Poem"] Why the crow? It is natural. The ideal way to live one’s life –whether referred to as मार्ग (Mārga: ‘the eight-fold noble path’),道 (the Dào)or Λόγος (Logos: the ‘Word’) –crows concerning all manner of things …including the Sun,...

In Her Song We Still See Her by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] The dream in the music,The art on the stage,Life in the music,Innate ability and devotion,Made her a formidable force,A diva and songstress,She hit the crescendo of the music industry,She lived in the spotlight,She was haloed by lights and...