Marmoset Poems

I know I should not whine or frivolously fret, 
but I believe I have lost my pet marmoset.
I have also lost a blue barrette, a red tea set, 
and a beautifully carved purple aigrette.
They all went down in the drain,...Read More

The fog has not yet lifted from the enclave. The candyfloss glow of the sun suspended above the horizon of the valley in the Jock of the Bushveld Concervancy* where I have made my new home reflects on the ghostly...Read More

Grandma's Pets

My granda went away to sea
For many months on end
He'd travel on a fishing boat
With his brother and a friend

He used to write home regularly
And tell some quite tall tales
About being in a far-away place
When he was actually in...Read More

I dream of small mottled rabbits 
Sleeping in silver caves under snowy river banks; 
I step stone by slippery stone 
Across the clear ice-flecked water, 
Shall I waken? 
Dreaming of marmoset and beaver, 
Dreaming Native dreams 
Of small, bright-eyes, 
Scurrying...Read More

It’s all about my home 
Home, sweet home, 
Home of my ancestors 
Land of the hills and valleys of happiness
It’s all about Bamumbu, the land of the famous gorillas
It’s all about my roots, the origin of my quest for knowledge...Read More

A vulture boarded
A jumbo jet
Carrying two dead
Marmoset

The stewardess said 
"I'm sorry sir, 
Only one carrion 
Per passenger"
...Read More