Monday, February 21, 2011

THE MAGDALENE

Portrayed her dispensation to evil
Contorted and confused my good intention
Wore my Cross of Strength in a shameful public parade
Blew permanganate into my face
Letting rivers violet and warm flow
Breaking the banks of my face

The sparkly dew at dawn
She wiped dry with sack cloth
Gagged the chirping birds with dead leaves
And I, she left me on my knees
Worn out by the deed of the night
My broken fingers raised in bashful submission
Magdalene,” sung a dry throat
Drifting into mid morning slumber

2011© Ivory Confessions

MWINYI MPENDA MAWIMBI

Kijana kapagawa na pepo
Pepo huyo mithili ya wale
Sisi wenye mapepo huwaita Instant Pepo
Pepo mchafu mwenye tabasamu la malkia Mswazi
Na macho ya kukuvuta
Bila kukupa muda wa kutubu
Instant Pepo

Instant Pepo
Kampata leo akiwa maji
Kijana alikoma titi juzi
Jana akachapa kifua, yuadai eti mwanamume
Onyo tukampa sisi wenye mapepo
‘Kuna  mawimbi yenye vumbi kwenye kucha
Yakikukanata, kichwa maji, utageuka tope’

Sikio liliaga na sasa,
Kijana kapagawa na pepo
Pepo mchafu mwenye mawimbi machoni
Na ndimi sita
Zenye taki ya tope changa
Instant Pepo

2011© Ivory Confessions

CORRECTIVE SURGERY

Clement of old,
Do not look at me with those judgmental Billy goat eyes
She has the man of my dreams
I have the prerogative
To give her vivid nightmares

2011© Ivory Confessions

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

PYROMANIA


I toy with flames
Fire burns well in bursts,
Singes the thin, tickling the nostrils delightsome
The parts of me that act tough, they get scalds
The old and tired burn in pungent degrees
Allowing healing and reconstruction
What does not kill you, gives you life

I never gamble with the sun
Phoebus’ mediocre orb, worshiped by crowds of ordinary
Like all such things, its demise is tarrying
Ergo, slow death, slower murder
Perspiration, dehydration, browning, cancer
What does not give you life kills you

2011© Ivory Confessions

AREA 66

It Popples
Blue liquid in my veins
Through my skin, the tributaries appear red

It wasn’t always like this
In November and December
The liquid was red and butaries blue
But five days later
Area 66.
Heart gone cold

2011© Ivory Confessions