Muzikayise Mike MasekoThe fold (for my daughter)You tiny sprout of short comings Blossom you not in the winter end How fair your cheeks do ravish the sun I see you undone in the cold…May 27, 2021May 27, 2021
Muzikayise Mike MasekoReturning giftings — an oasis rememberedI have always held a strong affinity for writing — a pseudo that generally interlocks at ends when no inventiveness stikes. The dislike…Nov 25, 2020Nov 25, 2020
Muzikayise Mike MasekoMother’s SongI am born to my mother’s spirit, The day I fumbled at her belly hands With no motion of civility From the light given, I was formed in…Oct 6, 2018Oct 6, 2018
Muzikayise Mike MasekoA thing about dying loveI have longed the deception of loveJun 26, 2018Jun 26, 2018
Muzikayise Mike MasekoA thing about loveTill then I shall clothe mine Eyes with beauty I never Come to know Such along the narrow Stretched turbulent it shall Rage a storm of…Jun 1, 2018Jun 1, 2018
Muzikayise Mike MasekoAccouchementI had been born in an early cold If I was of late and possibly unschooled To learn that nothing was disintegrating From what the sun…Apr 8, 2018Apr 8, 2018
Muzikayise Mike MasekoA Passing InterludeDo take with a soft hand And if stealing calms you Steal more from the ripper The harvester and theirs whom Have gone this way Better…Jan 1, 2018Jan 1, 2018
