Treasure Island

Sicelo Sithole

(09 April 1986 / Durban, South Africa)

An Excuse

I hoped
That today
I will write
a love song for my mother
it seems as if I will not manage
Today I need to pay
a visit
to places
where I keep my peace
I wanted
to write her
a beautiful love song
with words flowing like honey upon a freshly baked morning bread,
words like the eyes mounted upon the galaxies and the skies blue
words like the burst of waters quenching the thirst of dry valleys,
words like the butterflies making circles upon the buds tender and sweet
words glorious
much like those of a soft touch of poetry
to a hungry soul
I hoped
that today
I will write
a love song for my mother
but no I will not,
Today is just not the day
I am just going
To wonder around in my own places
Walk around in my world and plain view
to find myself

Tuesday, March 10,2009 00: 19 AM

Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2009

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  • Diana Van Den Berg (3/12/2009 4:08:00 PM)

    Well, if others gave me an excuse like this, I would ask for more excuses! It may not have been the love song you intended for your mother, but if your mother were to read this, you would make her very happy indeed! I hope you found the peace you were looking for. If you didn't, may I suggest that you read this poem, and I am sure it will bring you the peace that you created in the act of looking for it! (Report) Reply

  • Fiona Davidson (3/10/2009 7:13:00 AM)

    Excellent flowing write...really enjoyed this one...thank you and I can relate to it stronly...10+++ (Report) Reply

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