I stand beside the shallow lake The water fading fast And hark back to times of yore – They seem so far apart They were days of laughter and of joy Replaced by solemn face Reflected as the water fades Distorted – fading grace The face I see is old and gaunt The face I … Continue reading the shallow lake
They had it all - but nothing as well (Unable to finish a single row) They had everything - and nothing to tell A little time lived a long while ago They had what they wanted but not what they saw (Desire reaps envy in all that they yearn) Avariciously craving for more than can … Continue reading Enough
I stand, somewhat wobbly, on my feetThe morning post the night beforeI haven’t had enough to eatA liquid diet (need some more)I down a glass in earnestnessAnd sense objection in your eyesDon't rid me of my pleasantnessOr you’ll regret what you decryWeakened, I sit on the couchAnd watch a bit of Morning ShowWhat did he … Continue reading Somewhat wobbly
Surreptitiously hang overhead From one - the lesser portion Like when the thunder breaks the cloud Delivering distortion Distortion stays – extracts the fray The lesser light is shining Deflect away as if to say Your thoughts he will define them
There was an adventurous fellow called Willy He hiked a mountain he felt way too hilly He got to the top Thought; shit, what a drop What an old silly-billy was Willy
Militants have a mindset they follow There is one truth – opinion is hollow Newspeak* is the way Free thought so passé In their own limited language they wallow *In George Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four Newspeak was the fictional language used by the ruling party to limit freedom of thought. It is now recognised … Continue reading Limerick XXI
Colour – it’s time to reflect On what defines us and the goals that we set Apartheid once ruled ‘Baasskap’* was the tool We are better, much better, than that *'Baasskap' was the Afrikaans term used to describe white supremacy in South Africa during Apartheid rule.
The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve And build a love within Within itself – where solitude Is clearer than the day And yet – when night-time lends itself It’s more than what’s portrayed In mirror – one’s reflection sought Is hindsight in one’s soul That … Continue reading Young men
Once a scare becomes a fright And man reacts as one Folly breeds more folly And amok will folly run I see therefore it must be true A knowledge base for thought Faster faster it impedes To question is a rationale Practiced by the few As reason loses out to fear And slow thought loses … Continue reading Folly
My willow wept for many souls That could not speak or reach To heaven’s hand - a sight (unseen) Yet let it be beseeched The bird spoke of a morning Overwhelmed – (so many thought) And when it woke the sunshine burnt The few (by heart) - they caught The few (by heart) they caught … Continue reading what matters
