Dear husband Before I proceed let me say I will continue to call you my husband because when I took my vows I meant every word that came from my mouth. When I said for better or worse I made a promise to God. Our good times were the better and now is the worst …
To the woman I am married to I saw your letter that you wrote to me. That was very brave of you trying to confront me in such a way. Yes I agree with you on certain things in your note but I am not to blame for the way things are. This house is …
Dear husband I saw you yesterday and I know you saw me too, but you just passed me as if you hadn’t. I shouted your name really loud but you just kept walking as if I wasn’t there. Was my voice not loud enough and did you not see my smile? Even when I walked …
Darkness in the light I saw it yesterday but then I could not understand. It seems wherever I looked it just seemed so dark. The darkness was really frightening. Then there was also the silence that reminded me of something sinister but I could neither place my finger on what it was nor could I …
Look at that girl, when she speaks it’s almost as if she is speaking through her nose. They say she went to one of these foreign lands and learnt to speak that way, from the land. She doesn’t really speak much nowadays to us like she used to when we were young because she said …
The harvest didn’t come last year, the grass was parched, and the cows were skinny, flies milled over them as if they were leeches. They herded the cows to all known veldts but the grass just didn’t seem to grow there either, even now when you listened carefully you could almost hear the ground cracking …
As gentle as a breeze touching my neck, as tantalizing as a careless whisper, heart rendering memoirs and gentleness. Hands firm when they hold me; I love the roughness in them, hands of a working man. I am transfixed. A sea of emotion, depth and mystery. An enchanting tale. The story of my lover. Your …
The suns of Africa, rising above the skies, a symbol of a new dawn. A diamond and Israel yet uncovered, clothed in much hidden glory. An envy of the traveler, a myth and a hope for a new generation. Enchanting velds sprawled across the lands in sheer magnificence, exuding sensuality with the vigor of a …
The splendor of a horizon, set far yet so near. The beauty and the freshness of dew in the morning. A symbol of a dream yearned and carried within the bosom of a young and old people. A hope of a beauty adorning the majestic hills and sacred mountains. The birds reach the horizon effortlessly. …
When the silence weeps who will dry its tears, who will hear a voice that cannot be heard, who will embrace a spirit that thunders a million mountains and horizons. In the deep of the forest it speaks and wails of a time gone by yet girds up its loins to go in the search …
She wailed hard, tears streamed down her face in rivers of great magnitude, hands clasping the back of her head. She trod upon the thorny covered roads with her bare feet. Even her headscarf sat on her hair without style but despair. The cloth that was meant to cover her modesty danced with the winds, …
Sometimes, life slowly passes by when we are in a haze. Slowly with ingenuity, time creeps on us, as the seconds change and silently become seasons in rotation. The once but brown, parched fields, slowly blossom into sheer magnificence. In the twinkle of an eye rainbows appear before us and yes life slowly changes in …