In The Pines

Standing on the edge of the cliff of my darkness,
Eyes veiled with salty waterfalls,
Heart forever heavy as lead…
A hand, light as golden pollen, brushing against mine.
Leaving residue. Beautifully scented.
So sweet honey could be spun from it.
I can’t look for I’m ashamed to feel. Afraid to be touched.
For a touch so light could travel to my heavy heart and make it sing. A scent so sweet could lick the bitter off my soul.
I’m a friend of the dark. Where I cannot be seen,
Where I cannot see enough to know to love.
And yet here you are, loving me lighter, loving me into the light.
Be patient with me, I’m learning to wipe my teary eyes to let your light in,
I see a glimmer of the light you carry.
I didn’t acknowledge light until I saw you holding me.
And through my cracks, your light begs to garnish my burdened soul.
My timid cheek, aching for your kiss… quivers.
Especially when thoughts of you caress my mind.
I hope one day, I truly can break open and feel the opposite of what choke chains me to fear.
Only then, maybe, will I see you in the way you see me.
But today, walk with me in pine forests and just be with me in silence,
For that’s all I need. That and a smile to constantly remind me that I belong here.


Written by Frank Malaba

Image by Annie Spratt

Published by: Frank Malaba

Frank Malaba is an actor, playwright and a published poet. He was born in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe and currently resides in Cape Town, South Africa. He has performed on stage and television in both countries. He has a passion for using poetry, storytelling and theatre as a method of healing for both himself and others. His poetry has been presented both at home and abroad. Frank is currently developing a two-man play entitled “Broken Pathways” which will be touring internationally. In 2014 Frank was recognised by Mail & Guardian's 200 Young South Africans as an Achiever in the category of Arts & Culture.

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