xolisa stuurman

Rookie (17/08/1983 / Cape Town, Gugulethu)

Laughter Of A Child - Poem by xolisa stuurman

Listen to a footstep as it taps around and about.
In corridors and passages that lead to gates,
Though closed it manages to break through bars
And land softly on ears close and far.

Sweet melodies embrace the inner drum,
It sunk somewhere in between ribs
Embedding nowhere in diaphragm.

A Smile raises a face, as the sweet sounds erupt the chaos inside a heart.
It seeks and finds freedom, chasing away boundaries to happiness.

This song grows without roots, because it knows no seeds.
It simply arrives where it rightfully belong.
Soothing and calming the storms of heartache,
That of life’s misery.

It plants a tree of hope when all is vanished amongst dry fields.
Makes vision to appear up close to blurry eyes, that
Holds a future not bright.

As I write these words, I’m reminded of my footsteps
As they tapped around and about,
In corridors and passages that lead to gates,
Though closed they managed to break through bars
Landing openly on ears whose hearing has gone deaf by harsh words.

The song never stop playing, when a child unlock a mouth.
A sound of joy quickens a heart.
With a laughter that goes neither undismissed nor destroyed
Laughter of a child…

It is a powerful gift that acknowledges silence
At violation of its innocence.
As time proceeds nature progress towards hell.
And laughter is lost among these trees planted by our hands in dull shields,
That once held a promise to birds and butterflies.

I don’t hear that sweet melody anymore,
As it overflows with Ungodly metaphors of life
The steps don’t tap so loud, daily it fades around and about into walls.
Painting Shadows as remains in these black halls.
With no tapping, no sound there’s nothing to play,
Just a price cost to pay.

Across my room my eyes stumble beyond ornaments, landing on a picture
That still holds a laughter.
Dressed in similar tunics, with white socks and shoes, carring briefcases by left hand.
A smile arises as I remember my laughter as a child…


Comments about Laughter Of A Child by xolisa stuurman

  • (2/4/2010 4:30:00 AM)


    this is very nice...i like the presentation..the first stanza is written in the other next stanza, there are ''stressed'' lines...so it gives more weight to the lines that is stressed previously.., , the meaning is compact, my goshhhh...wait, i cant explain well coz for me, this is super nice...super nice and super nice....this will go to my fav dear..smileeeeeeeee (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 4, 2010



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