Poets In Prison For No Good Reason

Sunday, 25th August 2013. I’m scheduled to attend Street Poetry after a long absence. It’s the one and only poetry event that takes place in the open probably in the whole of Kenya. I’m spruced up for a relaxing afternoon after a restful Saturday following the success of Fatuma’s Voice at Nairobi Cinema that Friday. […]

Poetry Under The Stars

I had a weekend to remember. There are moments you go through and when they are gone you are left with clear images of how you want the rest of your life to be. When Linda approached me to provide her with poets for Poetry Under The Stars, I just ran to my best of the […]

I Am Poem

Do not be mistaken This is not a poem I am the poem The reflection of a battle on fire The wings flying against the wind The eagle hungry for bait Because these words search for the living dead I am the unbelievable story you are yet to hear Do not be cheated by my […]

I Am Not My Tribe (The Poem)

  Sometimes I feel I know nothing about life But I do know something about Kenya I come from the gustily windy, hilly terrains of rural Ugenya Where huts form bungalow sorts of flawless beauty An ambiance of warm soothing atmosphere But really, I was born in Pumwani And all my life My home has […]

Dark Edge

Your luscious lips scare me They smear me with lies Sweet melodies of tempting hisses To your music like a drunk snake I want to dance But the sound is new to me Why is the sky gloomy? I am your piece of bread Which you twist in your tongue And I lay with powerless […]

STREAMS…Where Haven Art

I want to imagine a relaxed afternoon of art lovers who have come together to experience love. I want to imagine people dancing to calm rhythms and beautiful melodies from a live band. I want to imagine deep and sleek poetry lines piercing through the hearts of souls, a decorated runway on which models grace their […]

I Want To Think

I want to think thick thighs Like a highway to some heaven Smooth with sensation That brews drunk souls to oblivion I want to think small lips, kissable That would make me drink From a cup of honey saliva Whatever wetness brings Let it do, let it do I want to think orange round breasts […]