Poetry - Honoring Po

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Comment by Ndumiso Sikhakhane on September 8, 2011 at 9:27

Money money I cry one tear thinking of you

Money money your
Power sabotage the ever
Lasted facial smile.
Your ability scare the
Long stored intelligence.
Your strength hesitate
The bag of faith accounted by belief.

In your presence: hunger was born
Hunger was introduced to the world.
Painful death was known
Selfishness was witnessed
Conflict was confessed
Hatred was driven by enormous
Trolleys occupied by unknowns.

‘Want more” developed inner
And deeper to shallow happiness.
All sort of crime flooded as tsunami
“Sharing” gone with Katrina hurricane.
Joy was then limited in the world.

Your hidden power drive the world
Into all directions of the compass.

Comment by Ndumiso Sikhakhane on September 7, 2011 at 9:22

how are you friends in the group, hows life treating you

Comment by Ndumiso Sikhakhane on August 9, 2011 at 13:23

its a storm with direction
down pounded in the south
not of all continent but of africa.

with vision and mission
suffered compassion as passion
made all conquers.

the beginning of the journey
to begin not known where to end
but the lose of desire to set the end.

just fallen in the hands of all PO's
with a smile and warm welcome home is felt,
like diffussion take place in the space of osmosis.

my veins flow no blood but instilled with
distilled words from the brain master.
coherent to touch one soul and remind one
soil......

Comment by Asa Jomard on August 8, 2011 at 13:13

Welcome
I am sure Adonis can write a PO poeme usign those words. It is beyond my skills.

Where are you Adonis?

Comment by Ndumiso Sikhakhane on August 8, 2011 at 13:06

Here I am with words of SA

Comment by Asa Jomard on November 30, 2010 at 9:45

Jogging in the Snow - Tiddely in POm

First snowfall
Fresh and pure
Not contaminated

Under bright jogging shoes
New paths are carved
Old tracks forgotten

Thoughts grow dark and brown
Nothing new emerges
Jogger lost in neuron wood.

Comment by Franis on October 17, 2010 at 2:05

Where does the king keep his armies?

Why... he keeps them...
In his sleevys...

Comment by Asa Jomard on October 15, 2010 at 22:32

Reckless Pairing

Through the icy gossamer wings
Sorrow breathes
Over the sunlight couple

Edgy staccato rapping
Throw her into
Someone else’s strong arms

Mushrooms and truffles
A deadly kissing combination
Served on tube to The Met.


New York PO Worldwide Birches

Comment by Asa Jomard on September 17, 2010 at 15:59

Plus and Minus PO Subconscious Interesting Judgement

Like a painter examining the colours of a raindrop
I see the answer in a fleeting moment

Your good points turns to rotten fruit
Amylase and proteases, bacteria and fungi,
Break down your soul and cover it in spider web

I see the nastiness lift before my eyes
And swirl into hidden place
In light and bright sunshine

All the wondrous interesting notes
I keep painting like teardrops of blood for eternity.

Comment by Asa Jomard on September 10, 2010 at 15:27

POo - Never a Judgement

The apples of the eyes
In the evening light
Solitude and peace.
Horrors of the trip forgotten
Stateless man dragged of the train
Injustice at the border
Pierced the homeless hearts.

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