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Norah Natty Maturure Poem
So many things I have to say to you
Yet your absence robs me of your attention
Yet fuels the word train of my emotions
So many things I want to say to you
Yet my tongue refuses to obey my mind
Yet my body refuses to cooperate and call
So many seconds of silence hang between us
That need to be filled by conversation
That need to be released from curious expectation
So many things I have to explain
To help you understand me and my actions
To release me from this invisible yet strong bond to you
So many things should have been that are not
So many words treasured and captured
So many moments and gestures remembered
So many incomplete conversations
So many unfulfilled fantasies
Something is incomplete that should not be
Someday the circle shall come full
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Thunderous bang
Blinding flash of lightning
A loud clap
The crack of a whip on air
The storm raged on
The endless shower of the heavens
Continued to pour in a furious gush
With a staccato matched by no other
Droplets of water merged to form bombs
That dispelled the rhythm of sleep
The rain ceased to sooth
As its arrival on the tin roofs
Sounded in disturbing fashion
All sound silenced by the shimmering and hissing
The heavens continued to spit on the earth
Dust turned into mud
Streaks of puddles formed
United they raced in a furor in tune to the laws of gravity
The parched earth sucked the running water
Choked and spat out the trapped air
But the water was not to be outdone
As it rushed in a melee far from the earths surface
Into choreographed gutters, trenches and reservoirs
The rain droned on
The deepest slumbers awakened
This was not a rain like any other
The roof cracks began to pour in water not droplets
Widened and rendered the roof useless
Inhabitants were drenched within four vertical walls
The wind arrived with a loud whistle
And the loud protest of roofing sheets
As they were ripped of with extreme violence
They were tossed like leaves
Until they were suddenly dropped lifeless several meters away
The wind cracked windows
Sucked out trees from the embrace of the earth
The planted crop was carried upright and life less
On a ride of its life
To be dropped as if in disgust far from the field
Those that remained in the ploughed land
Lay flat heads and body battered to submission by the pelting rain
Then like the end of the tango
The rain slowed down with contrasting grace
With extreme haste after laying to waste
Everything all had worked for
The silence of the night returned
With all things tongue tied
The morning arrived after eternity
The pale rays of dawn
Revealing the gruesome sight to all and sundry
The sorrowful disarray
Of abandoned life forms and possessions
Then far from beyond the mountain
The thunder rumbled as if in satisfaction
Of the immense destruction and impending starvation and doom
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I thought I saw the wind blow, saw it stop, turn and look back on its work. It let out a sigh of relief on a job well done. I thought I saw it smile with immense satisfaction at the destruction in its wake after a whirlwind. I thought I heard its laugh its joy when it was in a good mood after kissing the hot parched people and plants through a cool breeze. It groaned unsatisfied when it whistled and none came out to welcome the approaching rain storm. Yes the wind speaks, laughs cry’s yet above all you feel its loneliness in its silence and solitude as it roams to and fro upon the earth with no resting place. Does it not weary of its constant roaming?
Copyright © Norah Natty Maturure | Year Posted 2012
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Nameless words
There are nameless words that we choose not to speak
Lest they penetrate and mean more than they mean if spoken out loud
We keep them captive in our hearts and in our minds
Whilst they torment us daily until we release them under duress
When we speak by other means not words
When our facial expressions betray their presence
When our eyes melt the common boundary of words
When unbidden sighs, groans, aches and laughter escape
When our language belies our words or silence
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My heart speaks with a wordless voice
Whilst my hands seek to word the noise
It does not understand at times
My emotions run riot in a haze of confusion
Amidst this sifting and separating
Of what really is that has to be said
About what, anything if at all something
My body convulses in a nameless agony
Painless in its infliction but restless
In its captivity within me
My eyes dance in a mysterious light
The first to decipher what my heart speaks but chooses to hide
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Lost in this maze of my crumbled hopes and dreams.
High walls fortresses from the bleak world surround me
Moments go by that I wish I could still for eternity
Yet time goes on slowly stretching to infinity
Missing you in ways formerly unknown to me
Empty inside
Lost in the empty and cold corridors of my heart that echo with loneliness
Daily I backtrack looking for the amiss to no avail
I can’t look forward for fear of losing the past
My nights are time spent suspended in nothingness with no dreams
For what can I dream of when my life echoes with emptiness that exceeds silence?
How can I have hope for tomorrow?
When I’ve ceased to exist in the way I desire most
Confused for I know not how to fix this that happened in so little time
I miss you.
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Unity
The foundation of our nation,
The invisible cord that ties us together,
The one word, that enables us to breakdown all barriers, differences and identify with each other as Zimbabweans.
Unity
From times past we stood as one and forged ahead to fight for our nation
On different frontiers we sang the same song freedom, freedom!
Decades later still, we stood together to further forge a stronger nation
Unity Accord
The web that wove and bound us all- Zimbabwe
The spirit that enabled us to scale to greater heights
The furtherance of peace, prosperity and development
Unity
Today we stand in a different century
Under a different unity
But a unity still
Unity
The basis of our coexistence
The evolvement of our goals
The achievement of our vision as a nation
United Zimbabwe
We stand
United we are developing
United we shall conquer
United we must remain Zimbabwe
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I feel a burning
A yawning somewhere
A restless breeze
Blowing through me
Filling my veins with a deep sense of disquiet
A yearning for something
Something unknown that will fill my spirit
And end this deafening silence
That brings no peace but endless emptiness.
Copyright © Norah Natty Maturure | Year Posted 2011
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I lay there unwillingly listening to the sounds of the night breathing.
Things heaving, people sighing relaxed and replete in the make believe of dreamland.
I wondered if I was cursed to forever hear the night and never participate in day.
Daylight
For when the dawn rises I’m tired and exhausted beyond measure, that it’s all I can do to keep a conversation going as I wait for the days demands to end.
Hoping, against all facts and the past that tonight I will rest.
Night
The wind howled and raged against the house that protected all sleeping forms just like my mind that would not rest and help ease my fatigue in body and soul.
O' Night, were you created to mock me
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I need to be released
I need to be released
Released
From this captive cage
That hinders my spiritual social, and academic progress
Frustration of my efforts and dreams
Is the constant pattern of my life.
I need to be released
I need to be released
Released
From all hindrances
To spread my wings and fly away
To taste freedom and folly
But
I promise you
Once released
I will not return
For I never truly belonged to you
Copyright © Norah Natty Maturure | Year Posted 2012
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