Passing Tides
I love the chase.
The sweat on my arms from the hunt,
Makes the taste of the meat amazing…
Free.
Gone off with my fantasies of you.
Without you.
Are You Serious?
? But I can’t seem
To gather, how serious you could be?
When I haven’t the chance,
to hear you talk to me…
Fly
A Pot Of Poetry poem for you: Fly.
My Face
My face has mountains and Valleys, lush, life giving terrain. Seeds latent, waiting for rain. You come to me, speaking in languages that I don’t understand until I feel them. But those are just stories I hear. First I must be silent inside. We must slice, from my temple down. On either…
With Open Eyes
A beautiful poem from Andika Poetry, Kyoespeaks. With Open Eyes.
News For Sale. Watch and Read
Invisible fingers trace boundaries to our knowledge…
The mirrors across the road.
I have the opportunity, once a month to ask people what they think about Kenya. It’s an anticipated pleasure. I was surprised by how much we agree on. Last night, there was a coincident of a sentiment that has been bouncing around my mind with it’s resonance. Our politicians represent us, reasonably accurately. As a…
This Is Kenya, Event Stats.
Last Two TIK editions have given us some statistics. Our Top Hates are: In First Place: Polititians 2nd: Traffic 3rd: Corruption and Tribalism Drew. Our top loves: 1st: The Kenyan People 2nd:The Women 3rd: Kenya itself 4th: The weather, the countryside, the diversity of Cultures and the good life all drew. So We love each…
Stand up. Watch and Read
Without you no one else perceives,
That you stood to burn for me.