Writing Corner

Return of the pen

No doubt you have noticed that I’ve been absent from the blogosphere for the last 6 weeks or so. I needed to take a break, recalibrate some things, and overcome a sudden loss of words. Every time I thought about writing I would feel a tightness in my stomach that overrode my ability to holdContinue reading “Return of the pen”

Shattered light

The human soul is often depicted as a flame. The flickering that creates the light in our eyes and perhaps gives the universe colour. But what happens if the light breaks, distorting the colours and the human? Life Colours Red for the anger That burns like fire. White for the fear You chose to holdContinue reading “Shattered light”

Too worn to smile

I think this poem, written about five days ago is pretty self-explanatory! A study of my face The face in the mirror Is becoming strange to me Not because of the lines that come with age or the wintering of my hair. I can see it in my eyes those cataract glazed lenses seeing lessContinue reading “Too worn to smile”

Flow of consciousness

I wrote this poem last night at approx. 9.55pm. I was on the train coming home from MCing a poetry night. Flows Tied to words that flow in a torrent a flood of ideas sparking off each other sending electrical pulses in all directions riding this storm of thought ebbing and surging the words keepContinue reading “Flow of consciousness”

How do you say goodbye?

I attended a farewell for an industry leader this week, I shall call her Ms X for privacy reasons. Her knowledge is technically accurate and her vision is focused on strategic and systemic change. But it is not for these reasons that she will be missed. Ms X is one of the passionate professionals I’veContinue reading “How do you say goodbye?”

Career experiences

This poem started as a short piece of prose that was sitting in the archive for quite a while gathering dust. I find myself in a completely different context now, I work in an environment where new ideas are welcomed and initiative rewarded. My unsolicited career advice for you would be – if you aren’tContinue reading “Career experiences”


This poem was inspired by my regular commuter trips into Wellington. Wellington Station is quite beautiful, and becomes a hub of activity at peak times when people are filing into the express supermarket, in line for ticket purchases, wanting to register items at the lost and found desk, and generally rushing to get to workContinue reading “Loneliness”


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