Irksome Clouds
()
About this ebook
Irksome Clouds is a book of African verse that approaches poetry with an open mind. Although the title of the book sounds like it will address the problems of global warming, it is just a book of free verse without the actual theme. Irksome Clouds is the poetry that endeavors to cherish the beauty of the South African national heritage and also questions whether the inter-racial post apartheid rainbow nation is ideal. The book also tries to mock the elite that enjoys the fruits of freedom and forgets the masses that elevated them to that upper stratum.
Abram O Mahlaba
Abram Mahlaba is from South Africa. He is a Creative Writing graduate who also studied Freelance Journalism . He's got several articles published in the mainstream newspapers in South Africa and a couple of poems published in anthologies.He worked as a report writer for a marketing company and he's now a full time freelance writer for several sites on line. Abram writes to cherish the beauty of his South African national heritage and criticizes it where necessary. He’s blessed with two kids, Kim and Tokollo who are a great of his inspiration.
Related to Irksome Clouds
Related ebooks
It's Murder! Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Morning Cloud is Empty Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSlugs and Snails and Puppy Dogs' Tails: Poems of a Lifetime Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsRough Cut Until I Bleed: Poetic Journeys, #4 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHaunt: Poems Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsFarewell My Loyal Friend Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Exquisiteness of Ladders Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWe Carry the Cave Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsEverybody Don Kolomental Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Brighter Discontent Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLockdown Poetry: Life With Poetry, #6 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHidden Behind Words Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsCafé Culture Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Township In A Crystal Ball Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5Bring Fire And Ice: Poetry Collection Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsJabberwocky and Other Poems Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5God Loves & Me Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Road Unwinding Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsPare My Heart Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Waste Land Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings13 Poems for Halloween and more Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMoon Juice: Poems for Children Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Unmapped Woman Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsVisionary Scales Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIrreparable Intimacies Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMadness (An Odd Collection of Poetry) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDear Universe: Poems on Love, Longing, and Finding Your Place in the Cosmos Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Scorn & Contempt: Poems for the fragile and broken Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Tongueless Language (Southern Poetry) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSelected Poems Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Poetry For You
For colored girls who have considered suicide/When the rainbow is enuf Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Divine Comedy: Inferno, Purgatory, and Paradise Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Canterbury Tales Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Iliad: The Fitzgerald Translation Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Iliad of Homer Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Odyssey: (The Stephen Mitchell Translation) Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Leaves of Grass: 1855 Edition Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Odyssey Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Dante's Divine Comedy: Inferno Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Selected Poems Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Tao Te Ching: A New English Version Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Divine Comedy: Inferno Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Love Her Wild: Poems Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Prophet Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5You Better Be Lightning Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Beowulf Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Gilgamesh: A New English Version Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Way Forward Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Daily Stoic: A Daily Journal On Meditation, Stoicism, Wisdom and Philosophy to Improve Your Life Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Inward Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Twenty love poems and a song of despair Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Weary Blues Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Complete Poems of John Keats (with an Introduction by Robert Bridges) Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Dante's Inferno: The Divine Comedy, Book One Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Bedtime Stories for Grown-ups Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Complete Poems Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Things We Don't Talk About Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Odyssey Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsEdgar Allan Poe: The Complete Collection Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5
Related categories
Reviews for Irksome Clouds
0 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
Irksome Clouds - Abram O Mahlaba
1. Irksome Clouds
leaf.jpgLike a line of unwashed baby’s napkins,
Some clouds hang irksomely in the sky;
Blowing a perturbing air which unpins
The clouds, which in the sky begin to fly.
Like a line of yellow flowers,
Yellow birds limber up for a relay race:
They’ll bid if there’ll be rain or other interminable dry hours;
And mockingly, some swallows sidle on the sky’s face.
Like an industrial smoke, a perennial of some sort,
Those clouds gather gustily with gusto,
Guffaws a lightning amidst them with comfort
To release giant droplets from the sky’s itching udder;
Thirstily the earth wolfs down the fat drops
And the yellow birds would start to sing;
Swollen rivers would foam and feign anger,
Elephants’ trunks would protrude trees’ trunks
And sing like the raising kings
A joyful cock’s crow could now be heard,
The crow’s lament cawing no longer to be feared;
As if receiving a relay baton to finish up the race,
A cow would add her velvet voice to electrify the space
Thanks to the irksome clouds’ outburst
The earth has quenched her thirst.
leaf.jpg2. Foes of Vista
leaf.jpgThe exquisite extensive view
Produced by the placidity of the crimson sun
Sitting amidst Leolo’s ¹green high pews
And the hypnotic bluish sky is dead my son;
It is killed by the hysteria of your murmuring goats,
The din of Lepelle’s ²grumpy toads,
The gamut of the wailing whistles of your ghost like pale