Ladybugs dot the flower stem
And its radiant bloom
They flutter their wings now and then
And fly away too soon
The flower is left quivering
From the bugs that have flown
Like a child left shivering
In cold waters alone
Flying ladybugs circle the flower
Soon to land again
Its nectar they in love devour
Until washed away by rain
Either way the flower is content
Its roots are deep and strong
It cares not where the ladybugs went
Its centre will bloom on
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Troydon
Troydon Wainwright is a philosopher and Reiki Master based in Cape Town. Born with mild cerebral palsy and dyslexia, Toydon learnt to write as a way to overcome the barriers his dyslexia placed in front of him. “I wrote my way out of dyslexia,” said Troydon, “or at least to the point where reading and writing aren’t a problem anymore.”
During the day he works as an educational facilitator (someone who helps special needs students cope academically and become more independent). At night he dedicates his time to writing. He has won a Nova award for his short story, The Sangoma’s Storm, and been a feature poet at the Off the Wall poetry readings in Cape Town and at Cape Town Central Library. Three of his poems were also included in the anthology Africa’s Best New Poets. He has also been published in the South African Literary journal, New Contrast. One of his Facebook posts, in which he took a stand against racism, has gone viral (http://www.troydonwainwright.com/when-love-went-viral/).
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