After Hell

Brought to my knees
Yet I am still calling out an Earthly name
Whose claims of love I never believed
Even when he stood in the fire with me

Because there is not enough desire
No not in this world
To drink disappointment away

Devastated that you are always thirsty
As God and death wait patiently
For me to leap into love once more

Without a single promise

What is my name.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

Mad pleasures

The tender movement of goosebumps
To the winking awakening of my flesh
The bad itch of I will not surrender yet
Funny how itchy chooses a place

An urgent sensation I never invented
Oh the thrill of mad mad gratification
Madness out in a perfect sneeze yes
For the next irrational swelling.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

Published 02.04.2014

Pray for Spring

Warm gentle rays
Briefly unclench the concrete town
Winter draining into the swollen underearth
Whose bowels digest the dark of your discontent
But who am I to mistake your magnificence
Your cool air invigorating life’s purpose
Oh lift me up
Once more.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

The Sounds of love

Atoms alarms and lizard links
Sacred spirits with breathing hearts
When even grief itself is losing its grip
And humiliation has lost my name
Only time has all the time in the world
While my memories carve my place
Warnings may not sound like love
Love may sound like warnings.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

We grow up landless

I finally placed my mat upon the ground
And set my feet at the tip of its tongue to ask you
Who keeps telling you that my happiness threatens your own
When love is here without favourable position
It was here before any land on earth was ever promised
And it will be here long after.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

Menstruation

Nights when I watch the hours turn
As shadows struggle with the moon’s cause
And just after the two longest minutes have passed
While my temple of love clings still to my heavy heart
I birth the loss of you and the ill you tried to burden me with
Because it is very human to be human
And pride comes before a fall.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.