Opinions like onions The word on the street Expressions of impressions Sometimes don’t come so cheap Openly flaunted Or tongue in cheek A message in disguise Mailed, blogged or in a tweet A picture posted With no form of retreat Rise and defend Or just accept defeat
Opinions like onions A message some might despise But judgment comes swift At an unfamiliar price For uneducated guesses Of sugar coated lies From a prophet to a people Not so wise From souls that are seated With maggots and flies Where gnashing of teeth Crack bone chilling cries
Opinions like onions Not reasonably fried Opinions like onions Bring tears to one’s eyes Opinions like onions Burn with a poetic freedom That never really dies
I am Russell Anderson Born in Pietermaritzburg Kwa Zulu Natal in 1971. I have traveled throughout South Africa and have settled in Vereeniging in the Vaal. I am a Husband and a father to Eight (Ya 8 crazy minions), I have been drawing and doing art work since the womb and for the past five years I have been writing motivational / spiritual poetry and I go by TTTD - The Thought That Did. I have a message for the world, just looking for the platform.
Unthinkable. Lithograph of a malaise. I cannot talk. Will you abandon the thought and care about the drowning dawn? The bandaged ego of the book threatens the reader. Come and solve the puzzle of poetry. Everything was quiet except the
Within the imagination I am content to live This is my stay I see how plenty, how ever-expanding it is The ‘All’ a rich array Of ever-rotating colors with which to paint And never fade away This is my stay
I mawkishly effeminate sentiment, memories plucked from wood and field merged in a sentiment of unutterable sadness and compassion microscopic minuteness of eye, misgivings of grave kinds mockery crept into your tone, molded by the austere hand of adversity moments