Long Kalahari Poems

Identity Apples

iam a fat skeleton, resurrecting 
from the sad memories of dada 
and dark mysteries of aminism 
iam buganda 
i bleed hope 
i drip the honey of fortune 
makerere, think tank of africa 
i dance...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private 7 with excerpts from “Notes on Poetics” by T. Wignesan

(Note: With this post, I bring to a close EM’s pamphlet collection: Faithful Private, GENERA editions by Colin Simms,...

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By Cherbo Geeplay

Africa, this sun drenched bliss,
come to Botswana and see the 
terrific translucent creeks of 
Okavango Delta, as it blends
with the sun rays and glistened.
Let the unmistaken eyes catch 
the stretched neck zebra, graceful
---game...

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By Parizo Van Thulare 

I was born endless miles from the town 
Where tales are told about the king in his crown 
Where plates are treated same glass
So fragile respect is of the erything
So beautiful...

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An apple in this world of unripe lemons-

distinct and all that a man could desire.

Showers of rain in the Kalahari desert;

an oasis in the Sahara sands:

Utmost definition of sweetness-

equivalent to no soul in value.

An apple...

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The cost of living collided to the sky and plus claustrophobia minus class of cloud equal to clerk count to countries and Kiribati. I live to love the lovable and to live with laughable to...

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Death Valley isle woman told parched lip me,
I must learn to live with the icy pain
To bosom embrace scorching sand sensuality,
there had to be heartburn suffering
Cooled by the sweat of her sultry Sahara skin,
her pore...

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Roots
Who are we? Is the quest in nous?
That rings each mos. as I think
Of roots and the traditional trail
Till a muffled loud voice echoed
           ...

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The Kalahari 


Kneaded clay
Form creases 
The thirst of desert  
blinding dust and wind 
Collide of wave and tide 

Females carry the tribe 
Their large flappy ears 
Fan them cool 
Muddy pools 
Their sunshade and...

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Characterized by the early settlement
of the San Bushmen of the Kalahari.
Its patriotic sentiments of profound bravery
echos the nation’s long struggle for independence
well articulated and expressed in the psalm of Axali Doeseb.

This second to the least...

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The sun rose that morning like a freshly baked pie
Warm and golden
Its purpose prepared for the day ahead 
To torch the bald and hat less heads
Its was time to take its place in dust clogged...

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I’ve asked you for love, but my heart
Is a playground of pains like matchsticks & veld,
I’m a broken-pieced soul.
I prayed for success, instead all I see
Is them whammies in numbers of mega bus,
All tight up...

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You watched the eagles
Reach for the stars.
They had scars
From duels
Against all odds
And winning made them bubble gods.

You were a carmel
Ridden by an Arab in you.
Your dreams were few
You sought for a way through the eye...

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THE UTOPIAN DREAM BABY

She is in darkness and beautiful
What I dream of my Utopian dream baby

In the future I wish to see her born
As  a very big mansion of mine on the moon

My own...

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I journeyed part of the way with a cold gin,
who shed a tear at every sip, 
Flavored with juniper berries I couldn’t resist the temptation,
Besides, I needed accompaniment for the lonely road.

And in this era...

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From the “jungles” of Soweto 
To the “lakes” of Kalahari 
Come! 
Let us adopt grey children 
Call them Mogadishu or Benghazi. 
Donate your second hand underwear 
To the west 
Stand up! Let’s go 
Attack undemocratic...

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I'll bring the avocados
And feed you as you come for safaris
Like my mother did, further beyond the Kalahari
And we can share the dips, the spreads and the shakes with all kind of stories
In the sunny...

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In the sitting room by the wall stands
Great Grandfather's pride and joy
The glass fronted mahogany bookcase
Scratched and worn, but still majestic
Housing beautiful old books
The choices of generations past
A set of Shakespeare Plays, leather bound
'Great Short...

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If only time could for a while freeze
for this rare moment with you not to cease
so I can have more hours to read through verses
of this unending love poem published in your heart

If only time...

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The Kalahari Desert has a secret
Whispered upon Dragon's Breath
With an ear to the cave
tightly lipped
You can hear it
Rising on vapour
Mouthed by a sea of imperceptible depth

The treasure of fossil water
Where Gaia's gold fish are kept





May...

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