Kudzai Mahwite… Calamity Do Fly Away

 

Calamity Do Fly Away

All do lament with backs bent,
Some justify as fate sent,
All do dissipate as had been rent,

Like true gormandize in lent.

All are complacent in Genesis,
Feign to truly envisage the nemesis,
Wit be fled from true analysis,

Trouble hath entered their premises.

Later full-blown fever does afflict,
Strange now why not predict,v

Soul and body left derelict,

Trouble hath entered their premises.

Come forth Angel with good tidings,
Real relief come to break all their bindings,
With aid comes capital for future prospects,
Trouble hath gone and come profits.

 

Kudzai Mahwite is a young Zimbabwean poet inspired greatly by the works and life of William Shakespeare. He is an Economics student and as part of his studies runs a small-time blog on the African Economy. Kudzai is also a Sportswriter with Football.co.uk.You can follow him on Twitter @sir_tos.

Copyright © 2015 by Kudzai Mahwite

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Pijush Kanti Deb… Bearing A Grudge

 

Bearing A Grudge

Bearing a grudge-
a poor intention of a heart,
maybe, rich in good wishes
but ought not to be run down,
in putting two and two together
one can see eye to eye
with the mortals and the immortals,
“Bearing a grudge is sin-less.”
The morning –air-
free of dust and dirt
but not of grudges.
Temple, church and mosque-
the devotional catapults,
start throwing grudges
of all professionals and their counterparts,
wrapped with contradictory prayers,
filling the air and the sky with
the sound of the silent grudges,
“More please—No more please.”
Ought not to be surprised at all,
even the prayer-loving God
forgets to make a figure
and stands in the crowd for a prayer-
full of grudges expressing His longings,
“More sorrows— More prayers.”

 

Pijush Kanti Deb Occupation—Associate Professor in Economics. Achievement: More than 120 poems and haiku are accepted or published by Indian and international publishers since June 2013. They are, Tajmahal review, Camel Saloon Blog Spot, E-pao.Net, Dead Snake Blog Spot, Down in the Dirt, Poetic Monthly Magazine, Poems and Poetry Blog Spot, Poetry 24 Blog Spot, Long Story Short , Gean Tree Haiku Journal, My Word Wizard, and A Handful of Stones , Kalkion, ,Verse Engine ,The Apple Tree ,High Coupe , Madswril,Whisper, Mel Brake Press, The Voice Project ,Vox poetica, Kritya, Criterion,Calvary Cross . Muse India ,Busting and Droning Magazine, Pennine Ink , The Artistic Muse, Guwahatian and Shayari.mobi.

Copyright © 2015 by Pijush Kanti Deb

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak… Sunrise at the Seaside

 

Sunrise at the Seaside

wrapped by the night
swathed in a shawl of memories
filled with love
I froze on an empty beach

with feet mired in the soft sand

staring into the abyss of the sea I can see how
a soft golden-orange sphere
emerges slowly, and majestically rises
spreads its arms above the horizon

cold night slowly dissolved in deep blue depths

golden rays bring warmth and hope
surfing on the backs of the waves
tenderly stroking the coastal rocks
tearing through pine branches
pouring on the dunes
tickling crumbs of amber and shells

scattering on the beach

enriched by the another dawn
ready for sparring with a new day
I prepare my heart for another lonely night

 

Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak was born in 1958 and comes from Opole (Poland). In search of work she migrated to the UK. She lives in Merstham near London. Verses author, translated by herself into English, published in the U.S. Canada, Australia and the UK. Were read in an Australian Radio. She was a poet issue” in March 2013 “in the quarterly” New Mirage Journal “(USA). Her work has been presented in Writing The Polish Diaspora (USA). In July 2013 a book of selected poems in English, was released under the auspices of the International English Association (IPPA), based in London (UK). This new book is a collection of love poems. It is touching, and lyrical. This collection is special because it establishes that Helena Bozena Mazur-Nowak is skilled in writing and translating her poetry into English. Her work is simple and accessible, but lyrical and well crafted. The poet has many close contacts with poets all over the world, and has been invited to participate in exciting international poetic endeavors. She is glad that her poetry is appreciated and also understandable to readers without “Polish roots.” In May, in Canada 2014 was published her latest book ”Blue Longing”.

Copyright © 2015 by Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak

 

 

 

 

 

 

Louis Marvin… On A Quiet Sunday Morning

 

On A Quiet Sunday Morning

Oh slight wind blow

good morning birds-sing song of life

The organ and the choral groups
fly from the speaker
on the public radio

church music show

I heard the morning sounds of the military chapel
piano player practicing
the chaplain and I

making twin urine streams in the head

There is a tock, tock tennis ball sound
at a Pearl Harbor tennis event
for kids

 

Louis Marvin-tour guide-poet-gigolo born Burbank, raised hell phoenix, lives/loves the Chinese girls in the pacific island read a poem where the Gin Blossoms played in Tempe, AZ (no one threw a bottle or up)

Copyright © 2015 by Louis Marvin