Friday, August 31, 2012

Action drams, cartoon network sap and town music filled my mind
I forgot about the sound of nature
 The secrets whispered by birds to other birds
By crickets to other crickets
 By falls to the river

 I listened
 At last my mind began to remember
It began to refill itself with stories
 From the old  central
 Deciphering hyena’s laughter
 And what the cider told the grass below
 as they softly kissed
Beckoned by the wind

It was peaceful
Peaceful

I’d spent too many days indoors
Turning knobs and locks and switches,
 And pressing remote controls
I’d forgotten how to sit calmly listen,
Think,
Hear the sounds and breath in inspiration
A gift
 Which technology tries to slowly make me overlook
As I you tube
 And email
 And blog
 And chat…

I forget blue speedos and staedler pencils
Black rendits
And Tesco fullscaps.

Merged with everyone.

So I sat at the water’s edge dreaming
Peaceful dreams of sand beaches and
Clear springs of mountain water-ah-
For a moment as if in a stance, felt it
Heard it
 The soft calling of ants
 The gentle murmur of the trees….




Thursday, August 30, 2012

doesn't matter now

you're receeding
with every passing moment
I'm letting go half exchanged confirmations
coz this  is the best I can do
 on these emotions
 and unreliable histories
while I set apart
 the real from the assumed,
the default from the tailored
 doubts feeding off my sides
'I should have said..."
"I shouldn't have said..."
It's morning now,
 It's not so spiral now,
A day lives.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

green and gold

the water shimmers
reflecting a partly cloudy sky,
Gray.
Little fish, maybe 20 or 30 bask in the sun
Dragon flies skid on the water
playing
 A screeching bird, a cricket
 A water duck floats-dry
Sunshine steals to warm my legs
Perfect Harmony
This is the place where my fairy story began
But you're not here.

Monday, August 27, 2012

Sigh



Silence!Silence, please.
 Let’s have some quiet,
 A moment with my thoughts
 My contemplations
 To listen to this eerie cry
 And blink this huge tear-
 The staccato that connects different seasons of pain-
 Blanketed in loneliness.
 Sigh.
 Sighing whenever
 I wink this stare
Shifting from this palm,
 To that palm,
 On this  chin.
 Sigh,
 You understand,
 Humming.
 Drumming fingers.
 A far thought- Like a flicker-
 From a dry kerosene lamp.
Then anxiety.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Snatches

I wonder how much those weigh



 Kajuju: ofcourse I like books, what do you mean?

Mooze: Can I update my status, now now.




Sometimes the sun plays little games of hide and seek.
Like this needle tip of sun I found on my desk two days ago.

A few moments before darkness sets in. As if the sun wants to do one last check before it goes off.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

emotions


This week. I’ve had the same amount of highs and lows. They ended up canceling each other so I don’t feel much difference. You know when you experience exhilarating moments then have to cope with deepest of the deepest ones. And in your mind songs  like- away from the sun,3 doors and six feet from the edge, Creed. And you try to force good thoughts by Colby Cailat but it doesn’t stick, you actually donno the lyrics? Yep.

First my internet connection decided to siphon every single cent  that went into the modem. I was quite angry, I even changed to a different network which I’m  yet to understand the workings but everyone has been telling me Orange is great. It might be, but their internet  customer  care isn’t  that great.
I got a cheque for some work I slaved for last month. For two weeks I thought that money had drunk  the water(I wouldn’t receive it). The contact I wrote it for died before the project was finished.  When someone dies with your debt, you are not so sure whether to pursue it or first send condolences.
Then I had the worst pms that had me cursing Adam and Eve, the cold weather and the lack of menstrual  Panadol around here, the pink ones, yeah.

But I had another high, connecting with a long lost loved one. 

Then when I thought all was going great I got the big idea to cook hard maize githeri. I bought a can of maize, a can of charcoal and set it to boil around 5pm. Lets just  say it was not even ready the following morning. I’ve been feeding on  that for the rest of the week for various reasons. It tasted better today.
It’s exciting to be away for two weeks, I’m going away for two weeks. Perhaps when I’m back I’ll be more balanced. I’m worried about leaving Mooze and Kajuju.  Especially Mooze, he’s  become quite dependent on me.  Typical mama’s boy.

I should have let the week end but I had to open my mouth and tell someone I now a place she could find work. This woman I buy oranges from needs someone to help her with cooking chapatti, githeri, bhajia. So I asked can I bring someone. Yes yes, please. She forgot to mention the person has to be hearing!

I felt the disappointment deep in me, as my deaf friend tried to smile knowing  very well she had  been turned down coz shez deaf. The feeling I had was a similar to one time I really needed a job and was asking about. My classmate Kim said they needed waiting staff at the café she worked.
I didn’t pursue it, but she told me again that her boss was waiting for me. We agreed a date and I went in to ask for Mr. Mumbo Jambo. Why was I looking for him? He wanted to know.
 I’m here for the job?

I said stting down. It was clear I wouldn’t get it. Kim forgot to mention I was black.
So Mr. MJ tells me a long story about the many people on the list for consideration. You’re Kenyan, my wife is from Uganda.  And how he was going to AFRICA next month.
Could you bring me a pack of tea when you get back? I asked with a smile that had a different shape behind.

It happened enough times that when our good natured student counselor mentioned jobs available for students, we simply clicked a tab to update our status.

Discrimination is a sad issue.

So I’m kinda mad, for my neighbor playing loud music too on a Sunday evening. Teenagers!

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