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.
NOMZI KUMALO 
What joy and energy unbounded. 🙂
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It is wonderful to be able to express joy and energy in words. Thank you for stopping by Mary. 🙂
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Beautiful spontaneity…
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Thank you for reading Stormie. 🙂
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Your poetry inspires and dances and lights up the page.
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Thank you. So wonderful to hear. Thanks for the taking the time. 🙂
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oh Nomzi, no apologies please, this is a wonderful poem so full of immediacy and yearning. i relate so much to your desire to leave your coat on the pavement, the bundling against the cold becomes so heavy and tiresome! i live for tee shirt weather, sweat on my skin and the sun’s glare in my eyes!
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Hahaha. Feverishly impatient for the magic of summer I am. I probably said it all in the poem. Cool breezes in the warmth. Big sigh… 🙂
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Powerful
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Thank you. My emotions become so overwhelming at times and it is wonderful when I can release them with words. And that day of sunshine and love was almost like a religious experience. Honestly. I had not seen the sun in months you see. 🙂
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“I sing the body electric, I celebrate the me yet to come…” I remember that song from “Fame”. We learnt the song at school and I still remember the lyrics. I think of Walt Whitmans poem too, about celebrating life; body and soul in “I Sing the Body Electric”. The song was inspired by the poem. Now, how that came about is amazing too. Light! Yes! 🙂
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B’fhéidir go bhfuil sé i ndáiríre fíor.
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Hahaha. That is sooo not Norwegian. It’s Irish I just found out 🙂 I love your sense of humour. Plus I just read a fantastic poem of yours called “My sad lover and I”. Incredible. I left a message at yours 🙂
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🙂 🙂 Is it finally warm enough to toss away coats? You poem makes me want to breathe deeply …
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Lol. It is not realistic to do so right now because it is still cold. But the burning is there. I feel this urgency to just burst out, be free and dance and sing. Shout about the streets; that there is no need to be so glum anymore. You see? 🙂
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🙂 🙂 LIGHT !!!
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