Thursday, February 12, 2015

Lovers In The Park by Zibusiso Mpofu

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They never tangle their feet together
Their words start as if to stop
Always in low monotones, subdued and silent
They always touch briefly
In comfort, conversing with the breeze
As they sit among the quiet Sunday clouds
Their brief touches always set fire to the rapid wind
Engaging the sky and its keepers
Therein lies pleasure and pain, history
First dates, kisses, fights, separations
elevations, secrets, nights and affairs
Pleasure and pain

1 comment:

donalmahoney said...

A fine poem by a writer who I hope begins to contribute to publications here in the United States. Perhaps I've missed work by this writer in the past. I hope not.