Biltong Poems - Poems about Biltong

...My auntie winter's icy breath wacked my bare face hard, when I step out earlier on She gave me the cold shoulder and iced me out with a frosty glare for no reason at all it's her season though so ......Read the rest...

...If not the clipper in the Saharan grasslands Then brother be the zipper to fasten the ethos Afrika mourns of today. Lamentation the dry Ingredient to our sorrows that craft dispare. Look at how......Read the rest...

...MOTHERS: All they ever do is raise. And never stop to praise. They always seem to care. And never once you find them tear. No matter how much we do them wrong. They always love us as their fa......Read the rest...

...Will you read me again? Please read me again And write me a reply So I can write again... Yes she wrote for the Brother fattens like baobab Fat yet she thins like biltong At displeasure, He......Read the rest...

...Dear commissar My poetry is filled with agitation and grievances. To have stood amid, betwixt disillusionment and Displeasure before. This plea seek not immunity Nor to pile vanity vines rather......Read the rest...

...Konkas draw a blanket over the flats, but our state live like over fed fat cats Zuma had another great opinion, now we must dream of a Rand reunion People crying, life’s an uncertain fate, but......Read the rest...

...Hate Hate, hate, Hate It all goes with my fate I try to conceal it But it starts to eat me inside Hate is the nasty, big black color I picture it as a burned flower Searching for colorful ......Read the rest...

...He helped himself up to the wind's foremost blow On a hillock where the moon searched his impecunious pockets, Waking a flood in his eyes like swelled teats. He opened wide to receive the Lady, this ......Read the rest...

...When I look at a old person cutting biltong with his knife, it reminds me of the time when grandpa was sick in hospital and he used to cut biltong like that for me, when I see a tall, well groome......Read the rest...