http://slow.writerscafe.org/Nomkhumbulwa The original writings of author Nomkhumbulwa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776286233 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A bit like reality TV I guess.....not finding it easy to describe my poetry right now!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2146320/ Its actually a song, hence it may not make full sense or read correctly. It fell out of my head in the middle of a painful night, I sing it along with the Mbira. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2114602/ A poem from the side of my brain that attacks the other side. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2109994/ A poem I wrote for my neighbour's little boy at Xmas. I didnt want to share it until she had read it. Its about how through his own struggles, he continues to help me. And how thank full I am. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2098918/ I wrote it in the middle of the night. And shard it with a group of victims of narcissistic abuse, so its not really a poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2098784/ A insight into what inspired my journey back to South Africa with a large electric piano last year, and my experiences teaching children in Soweto to play it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2098640/ I wrote this for my cat Tiggy. She was my only companion, for many years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2097393/ I wrote this about my mother. I didnt actually mean to, I never sit down intending to write, it just happens. Its about the relationship I am "unable" to have with my narcissistic mother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2096174/ Well, I tried to put words to the panic... Not sure if i did it justice. I could have written more. So much more. Anyway...didnt really know / plan on writing it at all! :/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2094754/ Unsure about my birthday this year!! Wrote this in the final half hour before midnight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2092635/ Another of my depressing poems about Narcissistic abuse. Sorry. I intended to write it as a letter to my mother but it turned out another poem instead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2087622/ Written under the influence of far too much Diazepam :/ But at least its less depressing that my usual poetry (!) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2087065/ Another random middle of the night poem born out of stress and desperation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2078719/ A short story about my experiences particularly in and around Soweto, South Africa. Focusing on every day life. It was supposed to be a poem....I was encouraged to write a positive poem, sorry!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2070555/ The cause of many of my issues. I cannot say much else right now. I just had to get it out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2069164/ Why is this still happening?So silently, yet still reported;At great lengths they will go- to make sure its reported.Although the Government are in denial,We are grateful for those who reportThe ongoing slaughter of innocent peopleMen, women, and children are caught.Journalists themselves are riskin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2063918/ Written prior to my temporary escape of my life earlier this year; I had forgotten about this one sorry... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2061266/ From Myself To Myself.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2056116/ Just random thoughts poured onto paper, during this long night. About my connection with St Helena, and feelings towards it.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2052133/ Written during confusing, and troubled time, not knowing quite what is going on and who to trust...and wishing I was a fridge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2051512/ Written to express my feelings towards the person who assaulted me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2051006/ Poem describing my feelings and experiences of gratitude, acceptance and belonging, in a different culture. Written on Mandela Day, 2018. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2051002/ Conveying the feelings of terror and fear experienced prior to leaving my "safe haven", and having to return to a world where I feel I do not belong. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2050999/ A desperate plea to be heard by family, loved ones, and others. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nomkhumbulwa/2050997/