Danloria ist ein Wald, der in den sieben Hügeln Germanias liegt. Nicht alle, die in Germania leben, wissen von ihm. Karl ist ein kleiner Junge, der Waldspaziergänge mit seinem Vater liebt. Eines Tages ist sein Vater krank und so wird Karl vom weisen Farn zum ersten Mal allein in den Wald geführt. Dieses Abenteuer besiegelt…
Stone after stone he throws into the river,and the water rippling waves of laughter,to meet the tiny feet kissing the shoreline. I, his mother of three years watch in awethe sacred gift before me, my son, and a riverthat brings me each day a pebble from life. I swell into an ocean from praise,“Mama, are…
Bluebells are here, some loweringtheir necks downwards as if shyof admirers, of intruders, of critics.Some days, a writer feels this way. Some days, a writer feels this waylike bluebells stretching their necksupwards towards the arrival of summerwhere life is a meadow of wild ideas. Where life is a meadow of wild ideas,the joy of writing…
Father’s Day or any other dayI am here learning life, like ason, brother, uncle, father, or friend.And when I fail, please remembermy heart is still learning for you. When wars of life overthrow theemay you find peace from this revelation;I may not be your hero father of todaybut in you is the conqueror of the…
Beloved one at the rim to the other side.Today, I bring you my companionship with words,for I will never claim to know your journey to this point. Before we converse, I ask you to put away the rope,the rope you are holding so tight as a bridge away from this world. It is dark, and…
This poem is inspired by the photo above, which was taken in August 2020 while on holiday in Austria. DIRISHANI Aliyezoea shombo hafungui dirishakwake mnuko shobo ndiyo maisha.Roho yako sio mtumwa wa uchafuifungulie dirisha lake ya nuru takatifu.Anayekubeza kwa kauli zake uvundomwambie dirisha lako lina kali nondo.Wasifu wako bado unawaka chetezoninukisha waliomo ndani na pembezoni.Kuwa…
Today’s prompt challenges to write a poem in the form of a series of directions describing how a person should get to a particular place. It could be a real place, like your local park, or an imaginary or unreal place, like “the bottom of your heart,” or “where missing socks go.” Fill your poem…
When evening comesand duty is done,the sky comes downwith a gratitude veilto carry home,he who has completed his joband teach a lesson to those he has led;that progress at homeis not without sacrificesand whatever our deeds,the evening exposesin the going of the sunlightwhat we took for granted. We mourn him,who has joined our ancestors:our lion…
Funeral customs in Tanzania and the kanga Kanga or khanga (pl. kangas/khangas) is a printed cotton fabric worn by women in East Africa, notably Tanzania and Kenya. It has many purposes and uses, as well as meaning. Kanga can be used to convey a message subtly. For some, it is a respectful cloth. Historically, when…
Poetry is one of the most beautiful and prolific ways in which one can express themselves in any dialect. Forests are one of the natural places where many poets have gone to seek ideas, silence, and solitude. Today, we’re marking International Day of Forests and World Poetry Day. Whether you’re celebrating or mourning, I hope reading,…