For on that day flowed from within unimaginable pain On the night of a full moon did she seek my blood I was standing yet felt I was falling down the drain On my feelings and emotions she gladly trod Now in tears I write She never loved me,it was only a dream My weakness… Continue reading BROKEN HEARTED


On September dawn they will come upon us In slow massive confidence Over and above the bowled green hills Roasting our lips Cracked in frost like lines drawn by birds – Thirty-two involuntary banter No skin is spared Painted in rumpled white We’d prefer to be drenched in steamy waters When the walking harmattan suffuse… Continue reading THE WALKING HARMATTAN

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