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  1. Strange

    that you should call me
    “hey you unknown”
    when not long ago
    everything about you had my name written all over
    and just the mention of my name
    excited your heart and soul

    How you look the other way
    when we cross paths
    it seems you’ve forgotten
    how my smile made you sparkle
    how you used to look forward
    to be with me
  2. The kinsmen

    If your #### causes you to sin, bite it off

    In my profession as one can never have too many friends infact if it were practical and possible I would have a friend every a hundred kilometer from Nairobi to Cape Town, because while driving on these roads you never know when you will need a friend. About three years back, I had an accident just outside Francistown in Botswana. My overland truck was mangled so badly that passersby thought it had any survivors. Actually I was alone and ...
  3. To love rebecca*3

    MAY BE

    It’s us who are too self-centered
    It’s us who need to change
    It’s us
    Who need to take the first step
    It’s us
    Who should think of what
    We can do for others
    And not what we can squeeze out of others

    It’s us who are the problem
    It’s us who lack the maturity
    It’s us
    who should seek to understand others
    it’s us
    who should learn to tolerate others
  4. Let us do it

    let us do it
    let us shackle our hearts together
    and throw the key
    in a bottomless pit
    where no one
    will ever retrieve it
    and use it
    to separate us

    let us do it
    let us chain our selves together
    with chains
    that no one can break
    we’ll have the key destroyed
    and forever
    we will be joined

    let us do it
    let us fuse together
    and form a bond
    that cannot ...
  5. Aa

    awhile ago
    an accusing austin
    alleged again and again
    aunt agnes allowed
    allan, andrew and alice
    an apple after an apple
    as anne, adam, apollo and angelina
    ate appetizing american avocado
    after avocado
    as aunt anastasia
    ate an abalone alone a
    t albert’s apartment
    all afternoon
  6. hymn of a soul


    It was a well-to-do month
    When I attended a well-to-do cocktail party
    In a well-to-do private club
    During a well-to-do hour
    where I met well-to-do people
    Dressed in well-to-do evening clothes
    With well-to-do looks
    who spoke in well-to-do tones
    while sipping their well-to-do drinks
    cracking well-to-do jokes
    laughing well-to-do laughter
    and discussing well-to-do topics
    I spotted ...
  7. jobless-jacob mtuweta mdari

    it’s energy going to waste
    it’s painful
    it’s dependency
    it’s despair
    it’s unemployment, though not the end of the world
    it’s discouraging……………..but still we hope and dream on

    it means living like a beggar
    it means not having money in the pocket
    it means not being able to pay the rent
    it means not being able buy your mother a gold chain
    it means not being able buy your father a seiko watch
    it means being beaten………………..but ...
  8. like a lion- jacob m mdari

    like a lion
    like a radar its nose picks up the scent
    like a telescope its eyes spot the prey
    like a shadow it moves towards its quarry
    like a picture it freezes when the prey gets suspicious l
    ike a train it starts again, to glide smoothly towards the prey
    like a sniper, it tries to keep out of sight
    like a flash it strikes …….. but misses
    like a spirit after a soul it does not give up
    like a true fighter it starts again ...
  9. i met a girl mama-jacob mtuweta mdari


    I met a girl mama
    Who isn’t as dark as us
    But who is as light
    As the sole of washed feet
    With eyes the colour of the sky
    And hair that’s as soft
    As wool and as long as
    The gnu’s tail
    Her slim figure reminds me of
    My two young sisters

    I met a girl mama
    Whose smile is as bright
    And refreshing as that of
    Any girl from the plains
  10. In my soul-jacob mtuweta mdari

    in my soul

    i sat in a corner last night
    and descended into the depths of my soul
    where i saw
    suspicion and distrust
    for the one whom i call my "leader"
    and dislike for the establishments
    that have caused pain among my people
    i saw a hypocritical soul
    which was no different from what it disliked
    a soul as bad as the rest

    i sat in a corner last night
    and descended into the depths of my soul ...
  11. A god like me

    a god like me

    i promised myself
    the next time you’d walk past me
    i’ll say “hi”
    and if you respond to my “hi” with a smile
    then i’ll add
    “what a lovely smile you have”
    and if you respond positively to my compliment
    then i’ll push my luck further
    and ask you
    to allow me to have fresh lilies
    sent to you
    cause you strongly remind me of them
    then i’ll ask for your name
    though i have known it for ...
  12. Ign's favorite horror movies

    Check Ign's top horror movies in the 13 days of fright
  13. The Secret history of science fiction

    Tachyon Publications has a new anthology out called The Secret History of Science Fiction. It centers around a subject that has sparked countless debates and rants among Science Fiction fans. And no, it's not River Tam vs. James T. Kirk.

    Editors James Patrick Kelly and John Kessel have collected these nineteen stories to explore the supposed divide between mainstream literature and speculative fiction. They've written an eye-opening and informative introduction as well as compiled ...
  14. Mea Culpa

    I should have a sign up around here saying 'Here lies he who is rubbish at keeping a blog'. Seriously you should see my personal one, it's updated about once every two months and I paid 10 bucks for the name to boot.

    It's dark here in the UK now at the time I usually have tea, about 5pm. I love it, runs in the dark with your breath pluming out in front, nary a soul on the pavements because it's too sodding cold. Long nights in the comfy chair reading and writing.

    It's ...
  15. Autumn....

    OK: first post since the clocks changed here back to GMT - so it's now dark by about 5pm here at Hobbit Towers. Love this time of year, sitting in the warm with a good book.

    And I have a few on the go at the minute, all vaguely Halloween-y.

    Jim Butcher's White Night, Lovecraft's Collected Stories, Roald Dahl's Collected Stories, lots to choose from. Including the amazing Library of America 2-volume set of American Fantastic Tales, edited by Peter Straub, which is a ...
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