The pin board works like this, JAF MAGAZINE will pick one artist every issue to display your work on the ever growing and most viewed pin board on the www. In getting selected, a platform emerges for the artist that will most probably be liked, shared, tweeted, facebooked by our many avid readers and doing so will give the artist, (you) a good chunk of publicity, well we can hope for this can't we, so here are the archived Pin Boarders to date.
If you want to be on the PIN BOARD then go to www.jafmagazine.com, go to the page pin board and submit your work to our JAF team. Remember it can be anything creative...
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THE JAF PIN BOARD NUMBER 1
Artist:
Yolanda Lindsay Mabuto
Yolanda Lindsay Mabuto was born in Gweru (Zimbabwe) Yolanda began writing poetry at the age of 9. After joining Young Writers at the age of 16 her first poem titled "A love story" was published (2005). Her second poem titled "I have a dream" was published in 2006 in an anthology titled “from Around the World Volume 11. She is also interested in prose (short dramatic stories) and children stories and will continue to broaden her writing interests as far as her wings will allow.
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Work:
Secret Lantern
By Yolanda Lindsay Mabuto
In the thick depths of emotions- secrets destroy
Heart-felt mysteries enrage their convoy.
Every trace of vicodin throttles bitter veins
Every ache is like a bullet with the weight of cranes.
Powerless meanders with meek-
Stenches of strength remain weak.
Secrets – eat away at the flesh like vultures
Wounded, bleeding to death - tied in merciless sutures.
Secret lantern-at the bottom of this ocean- every breath hides
A dim light- that no-one can find.
Secret lantern that holds- so much- that hasn’t been told-
Every ray – has a whisper it longs to unfold.
Entangled in blood and veins, veins and blood
Every trace- leaves heartless trails in the stolen mud
In the thick depths of emotions- secrets destroy
Heart-felt mysteries enrage their convoy.
Wounded, bleeding to death -tied in merciless sutures
Secrets – eat away at the flesh like vultures.
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