Sonnet

Oh the richness: a swaying flower; and she stares—my eyes—
Aloof to spirit. “There’s a world, I’m...

So little to love—a gentle flower; and so much to hate—a
Songbird. We die so freely—alive the pain:...

Such particles: such residue. I speak of pain; and so much the

Grief; and we love unto hate; and...

Dearly asleep, my love: I fathom not; indeed, the magnitude

Of love, despite the forest. I knew not...

camagu!
Camagu!
Camagu!

Kwelomkhulu nabokhokho izwekazi
Elibabanzi,...

Such ruth and tears; and we toil life, afraid to fly; and we wire
Love, afraid to breathe; and the “...

She kindles love, a river blue; and softest eyes, a watchful
Tear. We volt ever and anon; and speak...

We walk a bubble, and dance a blade; and some balance the
Rope of infinity; and some anger the...

Away—my mind: afield the crops; and nothing listens the
Void; and we feature jewels: a faint...

So much aflame: a saving grace; and how to feel—a fated
Lie; and such was pain, the waft of tears;...

She spoke prophecy: a window vague; and night glistened, a
Sky of doves; and heaven chirped, a wave...

Such electric somber: a glass of gin; and sin the verse, a salient
Coup; and filter wind, a fiber...

Let me falter not: my love and passion; for the sway melts the

Soul; and much the life, akin to...

I ponder brown eyes: such aloof brown eyes; and capture
Light, an oil grip; and rupture souls, a...

Much freedom: the gift of love; and such freedom: the gift of
Pain; but whose freedom: freedom...

Who volunteers—to survive the death?—for there’s an edge,
And breath is pushing: such motivation:...

She tore the crowd: five foot nine; and she loved a friend.
We spoke of visions, and became close....