It’s for the birds!
she’s surrounded by oyster shells clam shells mussels yet to be cracked open by seabirds. these slimy foods delicacies to others she never eats the stuff it’s for the birds! — Brenda Johima
she’s surrounded by oyster shells clam shells mussels yet to be cracked open by seabirds. these slimy foods delicacies to others she never eats the stuff it’s for the birds! — Brenda Johima
Her world became smaller and smaller and smaller. So small, that she fit into an oyster shell, and silently became a pearl. — Brenda Johima
She told me she might need it Don’t throw it away No help needed To sort cluttered piles Of words on papers She’s staring at Surrounded by Stacks of memories Magazines and tabloids These make her Long lonely days in bed Bearable As they close in On her hidden away secret life Unlived But out…
Rain was falling everywhere She ran and ran Darted and dodged She Aimed to miss each raindrop Not wet once The goal She had Super speedy Zig and zag Precipitation could not touch her Faster faster she went At Dizzying speeds Circling jumping dancing leaping Avoiding Drip drip Drops — Brenda Johima
People grow apart Love fades A new chapter begins — Brenda Johima
What if Hope is all there is What if Dreams are enough to get you by What if Everybody else is wrong What if They don’t know yet What you know Now Let them catch up And follow They will In time Maybe Until then Be the frontrunner With courage All the time — Brenda…
There was an ache in her heart A longing A pain A wishing and hoping Yearning and grasping At secrets you’ll ever know — Brenda Johima
Hope was All she knew Until villagers felt They must tell her the truth — Brenda Johima
Love seems so far away In the distance Shackles and prisons Barriers and bones Weary — Brenda Johima
She doesn’t know When darkness will hit So on she goes Lickety-split — Brenda Johima