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akhatenje: 2012-07-08
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Short stories and poetry by Linda Musita. Monday, 9 July 2012. Fatima Saleh by Alexander Ikawah. 8216;Salaam Aleikum.’. 8216;Aleikum Salaam’ she replied, unsure of his intrusion. ‘What do you want? 8216;I heard what happened yesternight Fatima, I heard everything. I’m very sorry.’. She stared at him intently in the moonlight, watching for any slight sign of his true intentions. ‘I’m fine, thank you.’. 8216;I won’t tell anyone’ he continued. 8216;What do you want? 8217; she demanded. 8217; And as he drew ...
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The Choreography of Words: June 2012
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The Choreography of Words. A concoction of my thoughts, feelings, ideas and observation! Thursday, 7 June 2012. I have tried and failed. My strength is but a silent whisper. My mouth is muzzled. Pessimism veils my prayer. Again and again am slaved to wishes. I wish God could help. I whisper a prayer devoid of the hopelessness. Like a drowning man I struggle for air. I look but i do not see! Lord you are so near yet so far. Your warmness is but a mirage. I beg to feel your presence. The gap seem too big.
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Train left the station ……. Snapshots on the way HOME , kenyaness and life. Gratitude Note No 6. What do I have to be grateful for this week? Let’s see – I think my love for music – the notes of someone’s voice and melody expressing emotion. This week I did a vision board , while sipping on some lovely – Tilia Malbec 2014 and I remembered the first vision board I ever did . How does this link to my gratitude note about music? Tales , watched Sarabi. Last gig before the hiatus , Estelle. Back on the road.
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Bad Poetry and Growing up | wangarispeaks
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Train left the station ……. Snapshots on the way HOME , kenyaness and life. Lady Learns to ROCK. Bad Poetry and Growing up. May 30, 2015. Dying slowly which is the working title of some of my early bad poetry . Why bad poetry , I found an old green notebook that had some of my thoughts from age 19 to 22. The early nascent cusp of adulthood that I was about to step into yet not quite there. Now sometimes I wonder what my younger self knew that my older self refuses to acknowledge. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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The Choreography of Words: African Woman
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The Choreography of Words. A concoction of my thoughts, feelings, ideas and observation! Tuesday, 20 January 2015. Is a daughter, a mama, a grand-ma. She is the Epitome of sacrifice and the Oasis of Life. She is a mentor, a teacher and a homemaker. She aptly conjugates purpose, wisdom and Love in her speech/songs. Is a friend, a mum and a wife. With simple gestures she gives meaning to Life. In fine harmony her songs are food for the soul. Her soft voice is sweet intoxication. Pro Wangari Muta Maathai.
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The Choreography of Words: April 2012
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The Choreography of Words. A concoction of my thoughts, feelings, ideas and observation! Friday, 20 April 2012. Where have you been? I looked and searched for you! I whispered to you in the dark nights. Where have you been? You left me to rot in coldness;. In a pool of tears i slowly drowned. Where have you been? I was attacked, mugged and hustled by fear. My adversaries rose against me in cruelty. Where have you been? She juggled with my emotions;. She made me feel worthless. Where have you been?
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The Choreography of Words: December 2011
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The Choreography of Words. A concoction of my thoughts, feelings, ideas and observation! Thursday, 1 December 2011. I ask myself why? Why do I keep on doing this? I nurse this obsession day-in day-out! My mind is not settled,. My thoughts wonder in search of satisfaction. Passionately and earnestly I seek,. Frankly, what I seek is a miracle…. It’s an insight to discernment. In this foundation I beseech thee,. Desperately I implore, oh Lord to let I be. My heart craves for understanding that comes with it,.
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The World through a good read – Musings from meeting Americanah | wangarispeaks
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Train left the station ……. Snapshots on the way HOME , kenyaness and life. The World through a good read – Musings from meeting Americanah. May 28, 2015. It is difficult being shaken from a comfort zone and have doubts. My current reading has shaken me out of a slumber . Since I can remember I have always had an appetite for reading , the communion every so often with paper , the crisp smell of a new book. I have read as long for almost the time I could talk. Bad Poetry and Growing up. Gratitude Note No 6.
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