My name is Portia Tshuma Moyo, also known as PoshMagolide. I am a counsellor and HIV tester with the love of sign language interpreting.
I am a new poetess. l started writing in April 2020.
I am a member of Poets and Writer’s Den (PAWD) and OCTAsquare WhatsApp based poetry groups, where l have the privilege to learn more on poetry.
I have featured in “Inyathi” e-magazine twice in their December 2020 and January 2021 editions.
I am involved in a collective anthology by Poeticblood Publishers in Botswana, which is yet to be published. I also write with the Gourd of Consciousness Poetry.
Poetry is my passion. I look forward to future ‘poetic’ endeavors.
Thank you.
Done and Dusted by PoshMaGolide I have made a Decision, Disaster occurred, Divorce is an option, Doubt has no room. Dead with fear, Down and Defeated l feel, Deceived l was, Dispirited l became, Deliberately hurt, told l deserved it. Distressed l sob, no comforter not one. Disease tested, positive results disclosed. It’s too Dark, l am so Depressed. Determined for Change, My destiny is destroyed. My Health Degrades, Demoted at work. Discouraged torn apart. Disconnected am alone. Dejected and rejected, Disrupted l can't love again, Deliver me Oh! Lord. Dirty all seem, damaged counsel me. Doomed for life will l be? Abracadabra, make me disappear It’s Done and Dusted am assured.
This is just simple amazing. Your execution is on point, the way you let your words flow is amazing. Not much diction there but your metaphors and references were sick. Well done keep it up. But refrain from using the small letter l in place of the capital letter I.
You have compiled a brilliant piece which deserves my credit. I’m also a poet who is just beginning his career as I started penning my first poem entitled Black Lives Matter in August 2020 that is four months after you had embarked on the same bus.I’ve published 3 of my poems with All Poetry as well as individuals. As a beginner I’m so inspired with the strides you have taken within a period of time like this, featuring in the magazine, engaging with several poets across the globe amongst other greater dimensions. In vernacular they say “Kusatenda Huroyi”, as for me I don’t want to be such a kind of an outcast. Keep it up never get tired of penning