Waiting for the bus to come
To take away these long arctic minutes
Oh sun have mercy
Reveal my forgiving heart.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
Waiting for the bus to come
To take away these long arctic minutes
Oh sun have mercy
Reveal my forgiving heart.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
NOMZI KUMALO 
Beautiful but I’m so glad I live in the south.
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Thank you for taking the time out to read my poetry.
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No probs!
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such a sweet short poem. you could follow me on drunkwithpoetry.wordpress.com and we can enlighten each other. Thanks
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I think that you are onto something here Judith. Your poetry has music and clarity and magic. Count me in. 🙂
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Like your poems. But what are you doing in Viking country?
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Lovely writing and beautifully visual. I can almost feel the cold. 😄
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It means I did my job well. Thank you for letting me know that. Have a lovely weekend. 🙂
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Yes, Indeed!!! You are so welcome!!! Have a Great Weekend Too!! 😄
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🙂
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Ah, yes. Even on a cold day the sun’s sweet kiss warms us.
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That is exactly it. Did you get a chance to read “The First Nordic Sun” under my poetry collection “Scandinavian Shores”? The energy and joy of spring. Are you enjoying spring? 🙂
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I’ve been going through your blog. You are SO. GOOD. 🙂
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Such wonderful news this morning. Thank you for your generosity and for taking the time out Bee. Have a lovely day. 🙂
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Sweet and sensitive pray.
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Hi Nomzi — I “met” you the comments section of Carrie Cassaday’s blog. Decided to follow and receive your soul poems on Mondays and Thursdays. Blessings, Alia
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Hello Alia, a lovely surprise indeed. Thank you for your generous and kind words of encouragement. 🙂
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I like this very much–touching!
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🙂
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Yes, Sun. Have mercy on us, please.
Lovely :-).
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Today felt like the first day of spring and I felt like my old self again. The sounds, the light, the air. Aah. How are things where you are? 🙂
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Ohhh, we have just left summer behind and I am in no rush to get to Winter. Say my heart will not ice over from all that shivering to come… This is a really good poem, got me pondering. Thank you.
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Thanks Robyn. It is hard to believe that you are heading for colder days. Be true to your heart and it will keep you warm. 🙂
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The extreme cold makes me stiff though. Only just a little. 😀
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🙂
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