(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…