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June | 2016 | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. For Rebecca Masika Kasuva. Let’s assume it wasn’t flies. Buzzing all around you,. Let’s imagine it being children. Of mothers you saved but still had to die. With those children still inside them. Let’s agree to call you a light,. No, the sun, for heaven does know loss. Gloomier than darkness when you ceased to shine. You stopped counting at 22. And when you rose,. Puss and blood trickling your thighs. You showed us how to be strong. Enter your ...
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Appreciation Day | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. December 7, 2014. Hello guys. It’s been a while since I last dropped something here. My last piece might need some review (for the lack of a better word) but I don’t think I’d do such. Bucolics couldn’t teach you. That nature takes a course, beautiful. How come mother’s cry sears not your heart? That you vigorously furrow her loins? I’ve heard your chants, afar and loud. A broom palmed,. An umbrella held by your armpit. For a system that yields.
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Half truth | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. October 19, 2015. You’ve made it all the way. To the labour room of half truth. Wondering when you were conceived. On the bed of rumours, groping. Stuck in your mouth, looking for a way. Out of this mess. You’ve known these streets. That stretch down the abyss. For years. pioneering. The truth is exile. But you wouldn’t start hijrah. For the sake of thousands. Only to lay as dust or stone in the tongue of man. This is the bridge. June 28, 2016.
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Happy New year | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. January 2, 2015. Let me tell you of the gods’ wrath. And roar with laughter. While arbitrators abuse all they stand for. They clamor, angst heralded by rumbling clouds. And forth comes the rain. As we sweat and weep under it as it forms deltas, tributaries, channels. All watering the trees that these arbitrators grow. Mother’s breast sags,. Heavy with milk of wisdom. For her children’s thirst. That they may gulp. And see themselves shallow,.
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Carpe Diem I | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. December 12, 2014. I promised I was going to post romantic poems right? Well I do not know how these fit in that category but I’m hoping you guys enjoy it. Like you always do. Stonehenges in the shire. Far away in the shire. Where we etched our union. Birthed in the gallows. Of our tragedies past,. Into pegs and holes that fits. Stoked in the hearth. That once hosted embers. I’ve come so far,. You’ve come so far. To create us a paradise. Mann, u...
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phonicphoenix | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. For Rebecca Masika Kasuva. Let’s assume it wasn’t flies. Buzzing all around you,. Let’s imagine it being children. Of mothers you saved but still had to die. With those children still inside them. Let’s agree to call you a light,. No, the sun, for heaven does know loss. Gloomier than darkness when you ceased to shine. You stopped counting at 22. And when you rose,. Puss and blood trickling your thighs. You showed us how to be strong. Out of this...
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Jah Rasta Fried Rice – chynanu's Blog | a mixed bouquet
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Chynanu's Blog a mixed bouquet. Jah Rasta Fried Rice. Jah Rasta Fried Rice. July 15, 2014. July 23, 2014. I discovered a new blog. I was particularly touched by his post titled justified. And decided to write him, I’ll share the letter with you. I don’t really remember how I stumbled on your blog, but I’m glad I did! I don’t know but I don’t think so. I’ll go back to reading your blog :-). My favourite songs / Songs I like episode 4. One thought on “ Jah Rasta Fried Rice. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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False Colors (Part 4) – Chidalu!
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July 24, 2016. August 3, 2016. False Colors (Part 4). Read Part 3 here: https:/ chidaluuu.wordpress.com/2016/07/19/false-colors-part-3/. Her mouth still felt like a trash can and she smelled heavily of smoke. It was not a very appealing smell when you could actually smell it. She needed to go to her room and freshen up. Alex, she said softly as she shook him awake. He was usually a heavy sleeper but somehow, the gods were on her side and he actually woke up about ten seconds later. She asked and she hate...
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False Colors (Part 3) – Chidalu!
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July 19, 2016. July 28, 2016. False Colors (Part 3). Read Part 2 here : https:/ chidaluuu.wordpress.com/2016/07/11/false-colors-part-2/. Open your eyes, Amaka said to Valerie as she put some mascara on her eyelashes. Valerie frowned and obeyed. Come on. Don’t you wanna look nice? No, not really, she replied in a monotone voice. Come on, her roommate urged. She rolled her eyes. How had she gotten herself in this situation? I’m done, her roommate announced. Finally, she mumbled. Valerie had a question to a...
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Wedding Blues (Part 2) – Chidalu!
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October 18, 2016. October 20, 2016. Wedding Blues (Part 2). In case you haven’t read part 1, here ya go: https:/ chidaluuu.wordpress.com/2016/09/18/wedding-blues. She glanced quickly at her watch, it was a few minutes past seven so she was safe. Just as she had expected, the house was empty. She dropped her purse on one of the couches in the living room and hurried to the kitchen. She was so hungry! Wow, you must have really worked up an appetite. She asked in a small voice. Elijah laughed. Nice try,...
