Sin In The Bin By Yanna The lidless tin of sins in the bin The pod-less peas with fleas in the tea The questions you must never mention The answers in the motion dancers Thoughts, knowledge, wisdom and power Ideas, plans, strategies so sour You there, me here, the rest are where? Not … Read more
Quack Quack By Yanna You can’t hurt me You’re under me Buried in your own self pity Desperate for a perfect selfie Like code you rode the net Still surfing cos you aint got hacked yet Trolls and pirates lurk I bet Shame, tears and debt is what you’ll get Ride on Tiger … Read more
Didn’t Love You Anyway By Yanna Such and such at dusk They yawned at dawn The late last breakfast The early end steadfast It’s done and spoken Auto-retreat: it’s broken Felony memory Recalls what they tore First floor balcony No curtains to draw Unforgotten clues begotten Aut0-recall that kettle bottom No secrets to keep … Read more
Sins Hidden By Yanna Forbidden Sins hidden Inner smitten Soft kitten Stone Age toy Not coy Any boy Saucy soy Millenial peeper Serial cat seeker Sister’s keeper Brother’s redeemer History re-written Her story armageddon Secret children Ghost kingdom Silence will get to them
Living With An Animal By Yanna Living with an animal is so tough Whatever you do is never enough Feed the pig; water the horse; milk the cow Farmhouse smoke; hiding hard rams from the goat Mocked by the masses, fed with molasses It’s food for the brain to sugar-coat shame Being stubborn, gaming for … Read more
Tick Tock By Yanna Does night follow day or day follow night? Rights can be wrongs when it’s wrong to be right Does the car transport us or do we drive? Time travels yet we strive to be on time We take gems from the Earth and call them “mine” We see lands … Read more
Seeds By Yanna Plant seeds to grow trees Nurtured roots bear fruits Mend stems that need love Nurse wither with gloves Enjoy the Earth’s fruit There’s enough, why loot? Replenish and plant Care in light and dark Steel structures conveyed By rubber tyres Of minds well nourished See how they flourish The future … Read more
Africa’s Latitude Attitude By Yanna Africa’s latitude attitude, lol! Progression measured from equator out Hatred invaded from the northern pole No care, NO MEMORY for our lost souls I love you, you hate me: The way it goes You hate you, You plot coups: Why do you school? Fight me? Your glory? … Read more
Disappointment By Yanna No purpose but to breathe No protégé’s to lead You so disappoint me Unfed space in your head Today it’s time for bed And tomorrow the same Living the wake-up to sleep game Challenges? None. Time? Spent Purpose? Disappointment! Target? Death bed
Space By Yanna Surely peaceful silence Absolutely no violence Surely they infringed on this right They left late with noise last night Migraine now beats my brain And they plan to return to do the same I need a life, or call it space I’m crowded yet I leave no trace Good times … Read more
