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david mungoshi Jun 2016
some people have it all
and they have it on call
to summon as they will
i only when there's a lull
in the bouts of slow-paced fortune
that haunt my every little move
i see you've changed your car again
since you came back from Dubai
you travel everywhere business class
and your collection of sunglasses is amazing
you want a suntan when you have a natural one
you pout your lips and roll your red tongue
you ogle men with those big deep eyes
where they read the fate of their fancies
i see that you've become a fashion guru
with low-cut outfits and cups running over
young people everywhere swear by your name
and i look on and wonder where i know you from
david mungoshi Jun 2016
the clouds hang very low
like my heart rather sore
the distance to the depths
makes your thoughts dizzy
this is the top of the world
made mystic by a waterfall
cascading down the cheeks
of a mythical bride in tears
wetting the earth endlessly
so walk softly here friend;it's
easy to  land on your teeth
tread easy and slow friend
your shoe is all wrong i say
but that's the beauty of it all
people fall all the time here
i too fell in the mist of night
with the sound of the waterfall
lulling my unease till indeed i fell
welcome o you lovelorn people
welcome to this jewel where people
are always falling,  falling in and out
of step with the  wily seasons
Chimanimani is a place high up the eastern highlands of Zimbabwe. The air here is rare and pure and you can almost smell the Indian Ocean far to the east in neighbouring Mozambique. It's generally always raining in Chimanimani and so the ground is always wet and rather slippery due to the clay soils.Most strangers tend to be wearing the wrong shoes and they keep falling. I am also punning on the word 'fall'. My first and only visit to Chimanimani was a falling one!
david mungoshi Jun 2016
roll into a ball
and be on call
time to time
until the dew
snap and growl
whimper and moan
soar like an eagle
strike like a shrike
hop like a frog
and croak your
anxious moments
with your adam's apple
bobbing in your groans
be sweet as a dream
even when you tense up
your eyes hooded
in those cobra moments
then relax and smile like an angel
you're so venturesome
in your 'bedhaviour'
david mungoshi Jun 2016
Let me lay my head on your *****
weep long-held-back tears
sigh in rhythm to the whispers of the breeze
and feel that I am now accomplished
My heart says it's musical and therapeutic
to have my worries
buried in you
FINAL VERSION
  Jun 2016 david mungoshi
Keith Wilson
A  beautiful  laburnum  tree
as  just  come  into  flower
outside  my  window.
Drooping  clusters  of
yellow  flowers.
Hanging  down  like  jewels
on  a  chain.
Truly  beautiful.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.
  Jun 2016 david mungoshi
Keith Wilson
Sad  to  hear  of  the  passing
of  Muhammad  ALI.

One  of  the  greatest  boxer's
of  our  time.

Henry  Cooper  knocked  him
down  once.
But  he  was  saved  by  the  bell.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.
  Jun 2016 david mungoshi
Keith Wilson
It's  blistering  hot  here  today.
Not  at  all  like  the  British
Lake  District.
I  have  borrowed  a  fan
from  the  lady  next  door.
To  try  and  cool  off.
I  don't  know  how  long
this  weather  will  last.
Perhaps  it  will  end
In  thunder  storms.


Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.
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