Detriment

when Munich called me ~ I went again and again ~ to its white-blue skies


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At the core

if we could only ~ grasp the essence of stillness ~ all will become clear


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Franschoek: South Africa, October 2016

timeless travellers ~ we are at home everywhere ~ and nowhere at all


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Humour

life is a mocker ~ laughing at our dire efforts ~ best to laugh along


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Riptide

usually controlled ~ sometimes my words turn feral ~ my poetry wild


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Unblock

the first clean brush stroke ~ on an empty white canvas ~ breaks the silent spell


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Under African skies

we looked at the moon ~ the southern cross in the sky ~ that’s how it began


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