tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48956249331505075922024-03-19T04:54:29.831-07:00Maya_The_PoetMaya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-17986698853652785812013-10-29T22:13:00.003-07:002013-10-29T22:14:43.144-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Pl-JQfPJcLZtKyh21OeAaK-hqi_wk-404mNk8IdyQsQXT1Guh7gkjwkYNg8FuJpez7RLOWkn7bSd_t-zquuAoUPBC0uqXf7xuldg33H6gNV4z3_Ti3_YBT1TmBZLxgj3-Iqkal2-DkKt/s1600/screwed.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Pl-JQfPJcLZtKyh21OeAaK-hqi_wk-404mNk8IdyQsQXT1Guh7gkjwkYNg8FuJpez7RLOWkn7bSd_t-zquuAoUPBC0uqXf7xuldg33H6gNV4z3_Ti3_YBT1TmBZLxgj3-Iqkal2-DkKt/s640/screwed.jpg" /></a>
New York City, 30 Oct 2013Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-1060530452939619582012-02-07T20:30:00.000-08:002012-02-07T20:31:25.287-08:00Maya Wegerif. Repping South Africa. Seeus Creations<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji7I6wdOzJloXa2GflERLCsVN3ZEHBxWicm54tfq_kerIzxo77BiH2zMGpabesf8-E1jdwG_u-iOzQj5oxLnei-usjB_G8TbJ68ZgjZa-gnS9eBr8QYI2H0pfLuQ-qurVcLYI6jOkKa44j/s1600/Maya.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji7I6wdOzJloXa2GflERLCsVN3ZEHBxWicm54tfq_kerIzxo77BiH2zMGpabesf8-E1jdwG_u-iOzQj5oxLnei-usjB_G8TbJ68ZgjZa-gnS9eBr8QYI2H0pfLuQ-qurVcLYI6jOkKa44j/s400/Maya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706617501498565122" /></a>Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-66733264425535688992011-12-05T01:49:00.000-08:002011-12-05T01:50:06.741-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hIsI9C_w5f1Aeq4NfqJ-CaZVhpiB4bIj9lJ29oKPwnPUYpGSry6Nd822P0dj1iCAXBJ5uIa03x0PEyZO5AYZ3rpxbtXyLRI2QGygAoRFVU4puUBqM-KwtC6-ZfilHKDEu7AOPTqoCbSl/s1600/IMG_3810ed.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hIsI9C_w5f1Aeq4NfqJ-CaZVhpiB4bIj9lJ29oKPwnPUYpGSry6Nd822P0dj1iCAXBJ5uIa03x0PEyZO5AYZ3rpxbtXyLRI2QGygAoRFVU4puUBqM-KwtC6-ZfilHKDEu7AOPTqoCbSl/s400/IMG_3810ed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579262137623826" /></a>Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-137907453516206662011-12-05T01:37:00.002-08:002011-12-05T01:38:17.079-08:00Maya wegerif for Skylish<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQblNMqEjixIfL2DNTqxuepuqURo5U_s7rIG4oNfLfG_kmz5ZeuqYzQt_4fHRggvtjPVA6sbHAkVtSXzZUr-o7AbasqwGYZRcwoLSEBYVRckU_iJHT4qS5ClY3DRZCCzTU-27Y2eRapte/s1600/_MG_1269ed.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQblNMqEjixIfL2DNTqxuepuqURo5U_s7rIG4oNfLfG_kmz5ZeuqYzQt_4fHRggvtjPVA6sbHAkVtSXzZUr-o7AbasqwGYZRcwoLSEBYVRckU_iJHT4qS5ClY3DRZCCzTU-27Y2eRapte/s400/_MG_1269ed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576166490056674" /></a>Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-41021420464593283382011-10-07T07:04:00.000-07:002011-10-07T07:07:11.526-07:00Maya Wegerif<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlgu8H5sayAbCfkf5_j3dz4YKp7O09qZupmae_ibw2yN-T6qKMQFqolTgqniCUJJp57zKuTzPcs169EhJ3sV19Jj92L0y0pzzFOvT1mBpkbU8g0-m02bOCXxWLZw0b0-tP9EAGssLcBEq/s1600/_MG_0954.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlgu8H5sayAbCfkf5_j3dz4YKp7O09qZupmae_ibw2yN-T6qKMQFqolTgqniCUJJp57zKuTzPcs169EhJ3sV19Jj92L0y0pzzFOvT1mBpkbU8g0-m02bOCXxWLZw0b0-tP9EAGssLcBEq/s400/_MG_0954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660751403910419138" /></a>Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-9072739086462667962011-10-07T07:02:00.000-07:002011-10-07T07:04:11.409-07:00Maya Wegerif<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk8FzJDMePaJk162vSwkQw_0d0cv3K3HEf_IH9Bxhq6ot_3D17arek5TiplHl1Eav2zbhy827MpG8CMOsOqUDLk9Thxn8AypYxOKbCmeU4BqVwZNwX2xWHy4AMXXfCRFKMom6QmqoNyu25/s1600/_MG_1271.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk8FzJDMePaJk162vSwkQw_0d0cv3K3HEf_IH9Bxhq6ot_3D17arek5TiplHl1Eav2zbhy827MpG8CMOsOqUDLk9Thxn8AypYxOKbCmeU4BqVwZNwX2xWHy4AMXXfCRFKMom6QmqoNyu25/s320/_MG_1271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660750667251653394" /></a>Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-71679488836912566282010-04-13T21:36:00.000-07:002010-05-23T05:08:39.657-07:00Silly Things<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHfnVDCMolvDxmnYe2-58KNTAVWLZ9LZCaW_8BvSjiYcXLQV6CBe4MOlyFRbmDEMqfT_XENVrfxgVbZvFHbKq891YthE6b2V3FuKKCLT1paRW9HmpF1SyGAO0h0wao5zAGsmPxEyGF9tU/s1600/maya+905.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHfnVDCMolvDxmnYe2-58KNTAVWLZ9LZCaW_8BvSjiYcXLQV6CBe4MOlyFRbmDEMqfT_XENVrfxgVbZvFHbKq891YthE6b2V3FuKKCLT1paRW9HmpF1SyGAO0h0wao5zAGsmPxEyGF9tU/s320/maya+905.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474436171119832034" /></a><br />You’ve got me doing silly things<br />Like singing love songs in the shower things<br />Like writing love poems and picking flowers things<br />You’ve got me doing silly things<br />Like you love me, you love me not things<br />And all those love quizzes in Seventeen Magazine?<br />Yeah those type things<br />You got me wanting to spend more time with you<br />Sometimes I go to the canteen pretending to have money just so I can stand in the line with you<br /><br />You’ve got me doing silly things<br />Like counting up to ten after you text me cause I don’t want to reply too quick things<br />Like deleting your number ‘cause it’s so tempting to call you things<br />You’ve got me doing silly things<br />Like I want to write till nightmares don’t scare you no more<br />Till pain don’t hurt you <br />Till death don’t kill you<br />And truth don’t dare you no more<br /><br />You’ve got me doing silly things<br />Like drawing little hearts on the back of my hand things<br />Like writing poems about silly things<br />Like I really like you a lot things<br />Like I really like you a lot<br />ThingsMaya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-64943014322659087382010-04-09T01:49:00.000-07:002010-04-09T01:55:29.191-07:00This Lioness<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_N_chxj6doHVMna8VFRVt1IJ06yZ22VWJWVh9tezhM_l-cFHBvhXmQVewaVJuHcJhyzkQAQL1pubti9Orxlsa6n2tLPyAhhnUlb5QrsNQFEBBSk_pig8mKjk1bhR9AyEovmrCwPLnArt/s1600/wrath.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_N_chxj6doHVMna8VFRVt1IJ06yZ22VWJWVh9tezhM_l-cFHBvhXmQVewaVJuHcJhyzkQAQL1pubti9Orxlsa6n2tLPyAhhnUlb5QrsNQFEBBSk_pig8mKjk1bhR9AyEovmrCwPLnArt/s320/wrath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458058398380434194" /></a><br /><br />There’s a lioness with golden brown skin<br />This lioness roars… with laughter when insulted by mortal men<br /><br />This lioness has a thick brown mane<br />This lioness refuses to be tame<br />She will not be labeled categorized or named <br /><br />This Lioness-<br />Is dangerous<br />Step on her toes (or rather her paws)<br />And she might have to bring out her claws<br /><br />So you can rest-<br />Assured<br />This lioness knows best<br />And she cares not if you’ll be impressed<br /><br />This lioness lives in me <br />And I in it<br />And I am it<br />And it is me <br /><br />I roar! <br />This lioness has wings <br />And this lioness will soar<br />Whether you win or I win-<br />Wait who on earth is taking score?<br />(Or who in heaven for that matter?)<br /><br />I am not restricted by any laws of religious gravity<br />Not interested in your sweet, sweet promises of eternity<br />Scared I might get an eternal cavity<br /><br />I do not believe in science theory<br />Because science lies and tries to capture me <br />Science claims that mammals can’t fly<br />Well I’ve touched the sky several times<br />And the sun speaks to me<br /><br />So this lioness is free because I believe not even jails cells can imprison me<br />And the truth I choose <br />is that only your brain cells can capture theeMaya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-58646441798741735722010-04-07T04:39:00.000-07:002010-04-07T04:44:06.261-07:00The Price of a woman (a commercial)Introducing new and deprived: what it means to be a black woman in Africa!<br />Comes with additional pressure poverty and premenstrual stress<br />Only in stores when having a child becomes an expense <br />Or when you only have a few cents<br />And in reality having a child becomes a liability<br /><br />Being a black woman in this country<br />We’ll start the bidding at… nothing! in fact we’ll enforce it upon you<br />Sold! To the lady in the dark skin<br />This society is not woman-friendly<br />Its structure does not cater to those who are not wealthy<br />So forget it if your dad doesn’t drive a Bentley<br /><br />Wait cut! Let’s take it from the top of the scene the last part’s not mean to be seen<br />Act: Globalisation, scene: make them buy into it and action!<br />So get yours while stocks last and believe me stocks <em>will</em> last because we’ll always find new ways to market it<br />Buy into it and you’ll get a TV set <em>almost</em> free that you can play loud and watch them act out how your life was meant to play out<br /><br />New: this is not a sexist society<br />Its lies, but you can drink it<br />And now it’s black girls who are targeted <br />And stocks are not limited, only your dreams, your future and a way out<br />Those are prohibited<br /><br />And we keep our secret behind set<br />In fact it’s an age old recipe from centuries back and we keep it safely hidden in mindset<br />So it has a lifetime guarantee<br /><br />See we make you think that everything related to black is bad. <br />Blackmail, blacklisted, oh damn look at that nasty blackhead<br />But that’s not all we’ll even throw in husband to make you feel subjected you must never know you’re a queen<br />So call me a show-off when I say I only want to succeed in career and being to be seen<br />And then hope that for all women seeing really is believing<br />And that one day we’ll all be living <br />Our dreams<br /><br />Maya Wegerif '09Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-71392542502004504632010-03-31T10:38:00.001-07:002010-03-31T10:46:26.234-07:00The trick of ProcrastinatingI watch the time slip through my fingers <br />Gather around as i pull this habit out my hat<br />I can make hope disapear <br />and create despair out of thin air<br />Watch me turn my future into dust<br />Stand in awe as i Self-destruct<br /><br />Maya Wegerif 03/10Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895624933150507592.post-63437529094164793992010-03-28T03:59:00.000-07:002010-04-07T04:49:13.889-07:00I don't want to be cute!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl5QIhAcxKitRYfpPsu42hmqUXaHT57ieqTBPVQKY-arK6j8uCPGPSNTez901SiNMddW8A-7Dtqi0CCOxoV0JU6nBTtCwua_fWQWShY5W2xkzsV0qv7F7MxvuM2eMnM9He5LWsV5fgmgX9/s1600/Picture+050+-+Copy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl5QIhAcxKitRYfpPsu42hmqUXaHT57ieqTBPVQKY-arK6j8uCPGPSNTez901SiNMddW8A-7Dtqi0CCOxoV0JU6nBTtCwua_fWQWShY5W2xkzsV0qv7F7MxvuM2eMnM9He5LWsV5fgmgX9/s320/Picture+050+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457361264378939234" /></a><br />I am that girl that runs barefoot on the heels of her happily-ever-after<br />I’m going to be that person that dares to claim the sky with my laughter<br /> I will refuse to be called mistress because I don’t have a master<br />and fuck it I’ll curse if that gets to the point faster.<br /><br />I want to be that girl that refuses to wear heals <br />I want to be known as the poet that reads Braille out loud because she speaks what she feels <br />-and not necessarily what sells<br />because my expression refuses to be that candy in the flavors he chooses and picks off the shelf<br />Fuck it I’d rather be myself.<br /><br />“No”, he says. “That’s not cute.”<br /><br />Well I don’t want to be cute if it means reducing myself to bite-sized packets <br />Conveniently packaged for a man’s consumption<br />I don’t want to be cute if it means you can belittle me to “baby” and “shorty” and therefore constantly have me at your mercy<br />Reserved Reduced Respectful Restricted<br />But desirable. In the same way a man might desire a car<br />Obedient to his every instruction<br />Sits patiently waiting for him to get in and drive<br />The quieter the better- the ride’s smoother that way<br /><br />Well, I’m going to be the woman who just doesn’t give a damn<br />Keep your cute if it means you can call me your girl while I must refer to you as my man<br /><br />I don’t want to be cute if it means men decide what I wear and how I act<br />I did not make you my costume designer nor did I make you my director<br />Because in the movie of my life I’m playing a far bigger role than an mere actor<br />My existence is my art, my self-worth will play a big part<br />and my own goals will not be an extra<br /><br />I am that poet that seeks and seeks until she finds<br />I for one will not be blind<br />I want to be accused of having voices in my head because I speak my mind<br /><br />Who said I was trying to be cute?<br /><br />Maya Wegerif 02/2010Maya Wegerifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276245600525817184noreply@blogger.com6