BEYOND THE DARKNESS


She waited year for the devotion she laid out in return only to be disappointed. Taking her dignity and her pride she walked into the light. Standing in the darkness he yelled her name, drowned out by tumultuous rains. Refusing to look back she released her pain, she would never know darkness again. .
Moral of the story: Do not let another be the key to your happiness. Find peace in yourself and your happiness will find you…
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The initiative has begun. Actively challenging the issues and breaking down boundaries for BAME writers Jacaranda books have established a long list of writers who have produced significant work detailing the inner workings of our times. Recently creating the #Twentyin2020 I have been following the journey closely and after anticipating the first release from @jacarandabooks here it is live and in living colour. I cannot wait to dig into the folds of
Through the Leopards Gaze by Njambi McGrath @thehotafrican


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VIBES

B THE VIBE, DON’T LET THE VIBE B U||
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The energy you give out is the energy you get back. That’s what they say! But, how much time have you put your all into something and seen little return. The point is we live and we learn. You cannot let the energy of others seep into your space.
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The truth is you exude the vibe you surround yourself in. Create a Vibe that lives beyond the confines of others and dims your light. Be you! Be the Vibe….
Do not let that deter you from being who you are instead, use that to create your own vibe. .
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UNREAL

Reece had waited through the depths of the night without a glimpse of her in the distance. Shuddering from the morning breeze he pulled the sleeping bag tighter around his frame. Everyone else was asleep inside the warm tent. How could he sleep with her on his mind! Nobody believed he had seen a thing, but he knew she was real.
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As the sun rose above the sea line he spotted movement in the distance. The passing dolphin flipped her fin and swam away. Dropping his cover he rose form his spot and kicked the sand beneath his feet.  Strolling towards the sand dune he looked back at the sea disappointed, maybe he didn’t see her after all.
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“Are you waiting for me?”
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She smiled shyly as he remained mute. Stunned he stared in  amazement, her hair a mass of spongy curls and her torso standing on two feet. “Do you speak?” .
“I thought you were a…” Reece replied, unable to complete his sentence. .
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“A what?”
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“A mermaid.” .
The words sounded so silly but the mermaid had been so real.
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She chuckled lightly, “Don’t be silly mermaids dont exsist!”
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Shrugging Reece kicked the dirt once more. “Guess they were right then, I am mad.”
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“My family think I’m mad too, they never come to the beach.” She replied. .

“We come every summer.”
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“I know.” She whispered. .
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Reece forgot about time in her presence, the sound of his name drifting across the waves pulled him out of her trance. Walking through the short path of dunes he realised he didn’t even know her name. Retracing his steps he saw no sign of her.
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From her perch in the sea she watched him walk away with her in his memories. .
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THE ROUGH WITH THE SMOOTH


Sometimes we put so much effort into doing our best and the outcome is not always what we desire. ..
NEVER GIVE UP
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The way to success has never been an easy path. You have to take the rough with the smooth.
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DETERMINATION BREEDS SUCCESS.
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If you think you have failed, you haven’t ! What you have achieved is a lesson learnt and a guide to achieving greatness. .
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B L O S S O M

He stood at the patio door and watched her move the leaves away from the root of her tree. The way her back bent ever so slightly and her hands danced across the leaves evoked his memories. Sometimes she had been withered and badly beaten by the rains but never once did she complain. Standing tall in the summer sun she would clutch her petals and bloom again. Smiling he observed as she walked towards him an old twinkle in her eye. It amazed him that while the tide of nature slowly approached and their final winter was almost due he still looked at her as a fresh summers bloom. .
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T E A  A N Y O N E.


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While compiling some research I stumbled upon the essays  of Stuart Hall, I was amazed at his intricate analysis of identity and ethnicity. Understanding the importance of  cultural identity and ethnicity and its connection to the individual make up of ones identity. Brings me to my point –  Lately there has been a surge in black media and literature and I guess that can be attributed to the growth in creative outlets. The black narrative has long since been ignored by british mainstream media and the absence of the authentic voice reduces the effectiveness of developement in these essential areas. In order to address the lack of diversity in books and provide books or media that displays this, we need more writers of colour. It is essential we tell our own stories in our own voices.
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T H E  F R E Q U E N C Y:

They disturbed the earth with their presence, blinded the sun with their shine. Unite sisters that have been adorned by the heavenly divine. They came to win, everytime. Their speech was like beautiful music, a tune you can rewind. A smile from their lips a picture you can keep in your mind. As they  dance across your frequencies moving evolving over time. .
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THE TASTE OF KARMA

Her eyes spoke of internal pain the rain dripping down her face as she wept in vain. Although her blood cooled slightly her distress would not be in vain. One to many times she had been so forgiving, totally disregarding the consequences of her weakness. Now she wanted nothing more than vindication only blood could bring.
The laughter dancing inside ears tormenting her in the dark alleyway. Stepping out from beneath the shadows her silhouette kissed by the light a passer by could see her beauty. The very thing covered in the darkness that had engulfed her soul letting everything loving whiter and die.
In this moment anything was possible!

Reckless abandonment brought her here. Outside the bar that housed their reception, his wedding. She had rebuked at the thought his pimple face maturing into a man while her smooth skin rippled with wrinkles.
The day he confessed his love for another she swore she heard the sound of her heart breaking, ripping through her chest and exposing the emptiness inside.

Music filtered out of the open door, her breath clutched inside her lungs as they stepped out of the pub hand in hand. Treasure giggled gayley but to her it sounded like the scrapping of a chalkbroad. Soaking in the rays of his love, the recipient of his attention Teasure basked in his glow. Closing her eyes as their lips almost touched a shard of her shattered heart.

Holding onto the last piece of her sanity she waited for a complete glimpse of the woman who had achieved the impossible. As her body turned and her face came to view something strange happened. Face to face as they near Treasure had a darkness in her eyes as sight she had seen before he tore her heart out.

There was no recollecting of the moment her sparkle died an instantly she knew Teasure would find out sooner or later.Suddenly her pain seem insignificant as she understood she too would meet the same fate.
” Congratulations.” She offered to the newly weds.

“Thanks.”

The look on his face was priceless as hey past hand in hand. Turning back to the darkness she smiled sweetly the taste of karma resting upon her lips. .

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THE TASTE OF KARMA

Her eyes spoke of internal pain the rain dripping down her face as she wept in vain. Although her blood cooled slightly her distress would not be in vain. One to many times she had been so forgiving, totally disregarding the consequences of her weakness. Now she wanted nothing more than vindication only blood could bring.
The laughter dancing inside ears tormenting her in the dark alleyway. Stepping out from beneath the shadows her silhouette kissed by the light a passer by could see her beauty. The very thing covered in the darkness that had engulfed her soul letting everything loving whiter and die.
In this moment anything was possible!

Reckless abandonment brought her here. Outside the bar that housed their reception, his wedding. She had rebuked at the thought his pimple face maturing into a man while her smooth skin rippled with wrinkles.
The day he confessed his love for another she swore she heard the sound of her heart breaking, ripping through her chest and exposing the emptiness inside.

Music filtered out of the open door, her breath clutched inside her lungs as they stepped out of the pub hand in hand. Treasure giggled gayley but to her it sounded like the scrapping of a chalkbroad. Soaking in the rays of his love, the recipient of his attention Teasure basked in his glow. Closing her eyes as their lips almost touched a shard of her shattered heart.

Holding onto the last piece of her sanity she waited for a complete glimpse of the woman who had achieved the impossible. As her body turned and her face came to view something strange happened. Face to face as they near Treasure had a darkness in her eyes as sight she had seen before he tore her heart out.

There was no recollecting of the moment her sparkle died an instantly she knew Teasure would find out sooner or later.Suddenly her pain seem insignificant as she understood she too would meet the same fate.
” Congratulations.” She offered to the newly weds.

“Thanks.”

The look on his face was priceless as hey past hand in hand. Turning back to the darkness she smiled sweetly the taste of karma resting upon her lips. .

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