The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton Continue reading The Journey Begins
Dear Reader
I guess i am struggling to think of things to write, as other writers or poets will agree, is that most beautiful writings are inspired by sadness or loss of some kind of something that is associated with the heart, i have a another blog since 2013 my life has been a havoc of ups and downs, mostly downs, i have a lot of nice … Continue reading Dear Reader
The butterfly effect
Butterfly Mesmerizing beauty, gentle creature of change, ripples in the water, you have that effect. Gentle little Butterfly, dangerous for time and space. Change can happen in a second and nothing will ever be the same. Fly little butterfly, you have no time for play, because you have that effect and can’t be changed. Beauty is your power, cause strength you do not have, but … Continue reading The butterfly effect
Puppet stings
No sleep again, it’s 5amWe all just need a little something to hold on to.I am stuck in the strings.A nother day at the puppet show.In the strings.Walking through 2nd Avenue.You can meet me half way.Tonight you are haunting me,But I don’t mindYou put a fever inside me, possessed you got me on strings at the puppet show.We have roots like trees,Listen to the wispers … Continue reading Puppet stings
Vanaand verlang ek na die see
Liefste Marco Liefste Marco Vishoek strand en die rots paaitjie aan die kant. Ek wens ek kan meer onthou van die soene by die paveljoene, Snoepie en Briefies van ons keis. Vertel my meer oor wat het als gebeur. Ek het lee spasies wat ek wens daar was nie. Ek mis jou ek wens ek kan onthou hoe dit voel om weer aan jou vas … Continue reading Vanaand verlang ek na die see
Like no ones watching.
Hard day’s work finished, Home dancing like no ones watching, my dogs are watching me like mommies gone crazy. Music playing loudest in my ears, i feel like spinning round and round. I am happy, every day new exciting things arrive in my life. i have people a small amound of people that cares for me, i even got a message from a friend I … Continue reading Like no ones watching.
Let’s play Pirates
Ek stuur vir jou n briefie. Gemerk met soene om jou pad na my te vind. Ons speel, speel seerowers, N soene kaart na my hart. Ek sit en wonder of jy ook na die maan staar vanaand. Die wind speel met my hare, en die maan skyn op my gesig. En soos sy my kalm hou gaan my gedagtes ver, ver weg. Ek dink … Continue reading Let’s play Pirates
ABSTRACT
Abstraction allows man to see with his mind what he cannot see physically with his eyes.” ―Arshile Gorky Abstract Art Continue reading ABSTRACT
Wens die is n droom.
Dit was daai dag toe die herfs blare aan my broek klou en die wind met my hare speel. Toe ons op jou bed sit en musiek luister. Jy het my hand gevat en ons het gesels. Dis al wat ek kan onthou, want ek weet net van die nat gras onder my kaal voete en die wind wat wreed aan my klou. Staan ek … Continue reading Wens die is n droom.
LIFE
Life: as something happening to you that needs to be controlled, fixed and changed. Imagine what it would be like to let go of the whole game of resisting Life and instead to trust it. In this trust you could then open to it, listen to it, and grow from every encounter.“Your life is a journey from unconsciousness to higher consciousness” (When you learn how … Continue reading LIFE
A writers prison
It’s a writer’s prison when inspiration has left, never can we predict how long it will take to return. But when inspired there’s no stopping it. You jump up to find a pen and paper, making notes, to use later, because a writer knows how quick It can get lost and that is it! I have to meet a poet yet With a past of … Continue reading A writers prison
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