(I’ve chosen the saying “Love is not a feeling” to demonstrate the fact, because so many people think that love is a feeling) Love is not a feeling – It’s an act of the will, they say… But here is how I perceive it –…
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Poem #12: Outside Looking In
Outside Looking In Taking place under the same sky a defensive edge unexpectedly sharp yellow lights of caution cause reactions within the souls of the well known signs of stress coming in fours incomplete thoughts search for a point within months of forgotten dollars the…
You, My champions, Carry me so I forget where I stand. You march through life unburdened, Your fingers in my hand. I remember when we met, We were much younger then, But as we collect memories, Shaking off the yolk of men. Together when we…
Search and Found
Infliction-Addiction-self-infliction Stimulation-addiction Self-infliction-stimulation Circulation-dictation No direction-to formation Formation leads to direction Direction finds summation Of the deep search
My Cell Phone 17/24
My cell phone is my life line If anything weird should happen That’s the only thing I’ll grab… I know I have a lot of stuff My pc is also important, But without my cell phone I’m alone when I need help So yes, I’ll…
William Butler Yeats
“An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick unless soul clap it’s hands and sing and louder sing…” Yeats caught my attention when I was young and he sailing to Byzantium. His skill with words, the power of…
Magnificence Incarnate 15/24
(I wrote this to someone special) In your manner of walking and In your way of talking With stars in your eyes – You’re Magnificence Incarnate… Whether dancing to a Samba Or a soft romantic Rumba When you Glide across the floor – You’re Magnificence Incarnate……
Poem21/24 “Sir Walter Scott”
Lochinvar Who came out from the west Through all the wide broad sword His steed was the best Lochinvar is a great knight Who came from other country He travelled alone In his knight he rode alone He has nothing but a sword That…
Braai 14/24
This is the Afrikaans poem that I have promised. A “braai” is similar to what most of you guys would call a “barbeque”. I chose a Haiku because of lack time… think it went quite well though. Braai is so lekker Dit gaan saam…
Freezing
Autumn Wind The sun was bright,yet the cool air frostbite. Every time I move, my limbs sting from clinging. Knuckles and groin adjourn to rest in a flat form. Cool breeze makes my spine giggles in spasm and then I faint in pain. I grubbed…