The Bathroom mirror

Sometimes the day molds me
Into features I do not recognise
A new day when at first glance
The morning has not touched me
And neither have I had a chance
To sculpt it with anxious hands

When loving you is so effortless
Not one of my secrets is original
I set loose a hundred possessions
And stand innocent in Nothing land
Nothing land she has everything
She knows well of eternal youth.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Happy unrandomly

When I see that it is all inevitable
Good and rotten interchangeable
Trip up switch beliefs insane intangible
All the humming room in between undeniable

And then my body warms uncerebral
A weight off my shoulders and mandible
Life is certainly unpredictable
I am no longer my own obstacle.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

A Human encounter

As though I am built of some other material
That neither you nor I can make out
Whether you are shapeshifting or maybe I

Beautiful warm burgundy animal blood
Humping thumping breathing organs
Fingerprint all my genes awake

Ancient codes in each and every cell
Popping flesh bubbles and children unborn
It’s my turn it’s my turn it’s my turn it’s mine

Survival in the love and war of the breeders
Horniness half hysterical on a cliff edge
Commanding a thousand valleys a thousand streams

Hot savage bliss in the climax to live on
Significant insignificance as we bow our heads
To surrender to such violence in rebirth.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Welcome

A warm welcome to my poetry blog.

I can draw, paint and write and such. But something has changed, drastically. It began the day I stopped pretending; when one by one I removed the toxins, the excuses and the lies that I told myself. All that noise.

I believe that silence is golden. I believe that most answers lie in nature, meditation and yoga. Within ourselves. Participating in good causes big and small. I believe in love.

Discover what poetry is for you. Take a chance. For me, each poem is a plea for love in this world.

I will be editing my poetry book throughout summer/autumn 2017, so I will post a fresh poem for you first Monday in November. Thank you for your support towards publishing my book.

Also visit me at:
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Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

The First Nordic sun

Excuse me please
While I talk and sing in the shower
While I dance naked in the streets
While I swing from street lamp to street lamp

Pardon me please
While I unbutton my winter jacket
While I leave it on the pavement
While I surrender to the sun

Do forgive me please
While I giggle when I see you
While my heat and secrets meet
While I play the music louder

All apologies but
I can not hold my heart in
Thoughts alive in my tongue
My veins are laughing and speeding
Something unravels every moment
Because the Twin Peaks season is over
Am I this lucky up all night
Er det virkelig sant
Is it really true.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Global living

Not all the people on planet earth
Eat potatoes and pasta
This is no reason to panic
This is no reason to be mad.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Forgiveness

I scrub away your burden
Down the drain
Everything softens in the shower.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.