Cape Town Poems - Poems about Cape Town

Native Americans call me 'Paleface' 'Roundeye' say the Chinese race to a Scot I'm a 'Sassenach' 'Boyo' to those in Wales altho' a 'Limey' in New York I answer to none such hails once a 'Gweilo' in Hong Kong Down Under was a 'Pom' you may give a dog a bad name (and/or a bone) he may even be your (best) 'Pal'...

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FEAR NOT TO VISION Fear not to vision Trust to catch stardust from Whence we came Create a new World, woven With Peace and Patience Fear not the glaring blaze of Light It dazzles us with lucid eyes To clarify the vision Brighter than newborn blood Tastier than marula fruit Smelling of cinnamon and rubies A father sails the seven seas Luminous guides smile In...

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SOUL BIRTH : 71 HORSTLEY STREET, DISTRICT SIX Swathed in golden fleece White light dancing Cigarette smoke twirls Waters break and gush Bright as the nearby ocean To say hello to the midwife Preparing the birthing table A violet spirit comes A birthing through channels and layers The room becomes vast Souls linger about Radiant and receiving Onto the Earth Dimension Task complete Melancholy...

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In South Africa, we imitate Thanksgiving, even "Black Friday!" Is it business or American culture-wannabees I hear awkward Howdys; "How U doing?" Narratives of "space ...customer care" Just as plastic bags decorate sidewalks, veld, pretty cities. Krag, "power," Is out more than "on," and the same for water "Loadshedding," One of of very own phrases, as with 'State Capture' by...

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A city notorious for its crooks And famous for its looks With hills and mountains surrounded by brooks From the table-like mountain, beaches and parks, To tik, dagga and cracks Puff, puff, blow! Like smoke, vanishes all the beauty Flaring from East, North, West and South As its conquered by corruption And confined by the roaming racism and inequality Where a few jol, jogging and...

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It’s cold and wet in Cape Town today, Winter is hanging tight. I hope tomorrow bring warmer climes. I hope the sun shines bright....

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Up the dark and barricaded staircase With a monitor well focused between their legs They came to digest an Ego Caress ten long fingers aflame at the tips Imbibe bright juice Heal a chequered heart Mount the focussed quartz Don the weathered leather Flip geopathic stress As African heroes from the past Stare through windows draped in white satin They smooth peppercorn hair In ecstacies of bliss...

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The Cape Point of Africa, where cold and warm oceans meet, boasting the beauty of our table mountain covered by a table cloth of cotton cloud. Cape Town, South Africa 10/03/2016...

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Of all the places on this earth, it’s you sweet love, that gave me birth. You (quietly) my ears awake. Yes (quietly) of love you spake. Sharing all your memory of times and tides and reverie. But most of all, your thoughts of God. Our Wondrous Father. Heavenly Lord. Yes, so the grace of God had planned that I hear return, to write with command...

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“Miss Fickle, welcome to the sweet and cool drink aisle, Where we serve you with a smile” Oh please, Mr. Chips, Miss Bar One replied, “You could not think of something better to say? Before you know it she’ll head the other way” *rolling his eyes*Mr. Chips retort would you have preferred me to say “Miss Fickle you look...

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THE TABLE MOUNTAINS To what shall I compare thee Oh, awesome sprawling masterpiece of nature? Is it the Sinai of Mosaic Israel Or the pyramid of Egypt? Welcome to the end of the world, or is it the beginning? Where mountains wear crown of splendor Adorned with shimmering brightness of early morn sun When heaven’s tip kisses mountain top With lips of nature...

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