poetry

in a blue moment ~ in the shadows of our thoughts ~ seeing you clearly

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without wordiness ~ within just a breath or two ~ we can say it all

autumns lost and found ~ springs that gently settle in ~ when we’re poles apart 

ephemeral wings ~ like colourful memories ~ brush against our cheeks

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you send me flowers ~ not in petals or in leaves ~ but with silent words

in just a moment ~ the economy of words ~ captures it all

eternal nomad ~ meets another wanderer ~ a moment of rest

we walk in silence ~ our words footprints in the sand ~ a wave cleans the slate

no expectations ~ only curiosity ~ and an open heart

in a few words ~ a trail of thought opens up ~ our minds may take flight 

just a few soundbites ~ to share such simple moments ~ of amazing depth

room filled with voices ~ a moth folds its silver wings ~ she simply walks out

my words remain few ~ only half-uttered ideas ~ you fill the spaces

she has spoken ~ he also had his say ~ the silence deepens

rather ironic ~ those who fond themselves so wise ~ that they miss the point

a poet’s pencil ~ sings the music of our hearts ~ filling up pages

it does not matter ~ whether you decide to smile ~ it really matters

look in the water ~ on its surface reflecting ~ a lone wanderer

a beautiful thing ~ a day stolen from our lives ~ fleetingly souls touched

move across the land ~ touching lightly where you go ~ quiet wanderer

written as a sketch ~ the mind’s eye is limitless ~ in its rendering

dragonfly hovers ~ waiting for its mate to join ~ in their complex dance

wanting to slow down ~ wanting to have some more time ~ to count my words

so little to say ~ so much to listen to ~ our best dynamic

one mind loves to flow ~ the other just wants to fly ~ meeting in a thought cloud

to explore our hearts ~ we only have one lifetime ~ which is not enough

the people we dream ~ leaving trails without names ~ ever in our minds

waves roll timelessly ~ thoughts of simplicity flow ~ nothing’s permanent

cannot stop hearing ~ the vast stillness in your voice ~ a heart’s melody 

 

Flights and fights

I take flight above ~ while you fight the fierce dragon ~ of deep emotion

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Tables

table set for two
yet only one has arrived
but three is a crowd

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Having fun

when I catch your stones
observing them with my hands
my mind is at ease

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One day

on that single day
I found the blue that’s you
between green and grey

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Dreamimg

we stand in the sun
with our dreams strewn in the wind
hoping they’ll fly back

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Drifter

in a sea of grey
so easy to drift away
and so hard to stay

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2017 imagined

we could imagine a world without rape or tears a world so at peace
we may imagine a world without greed or strife a world that’s at peace
we should imagine a world without guns and bombs a world so at peace
we might imagine a world without fear or lies a world that’s at peace
dare we imagine a world without religion that will bring us peace?

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Until then

Asimbonanga
my friend across the ocean
until you are free

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Consumerism

it’s wrapped and ribboned
it’s a greed that rules the world
wonder at what cost?

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Forgetful

sometimes I forget
that I’m waiting in the night
for my own stillness

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Putin & Trump

a circus with guns
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a ring with dangerous clowns
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the humour escapes

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Grey zone

oceans of greyness
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a land longing for sunshine
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four degrees and fog

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Last night

last night I just sat
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listening at the waves break
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wishing you were here

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Thank you

now I bow my head
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in such deep-felt thankfulness
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and a private smile

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Meandering

they roam hand in hand
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in their deep connectedness
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our thoughts and our minds

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Absent

there’s an empty space
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where you hover in my thoughts
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next to me today

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Great expectations

lilac in your eyes
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from the jacaranda blossoms
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only once a year

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Reaching

African rhythms
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across a vast grey ocean
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when I reach for you

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Birthday sunset

an African voice
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sings the song that you so loved
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thirty years later

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Grey

our sadness deepens
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when even flowers are grey
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in a world of pain

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Running trains

message from the north
“Sunrise over frozen lake”
brought a morning smile

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Artist

you gather them all
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the scattered pieces that’s me
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lost throughout the world

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Hermanus, South Africa: October 2016

I’m a floating gull
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drifting on the ocean’s breeze
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happy to just be

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Easy

moments that are shared
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bring such unexpected depth
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and a light softness

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In my hands

a fist full of dreams
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is all I have to bring
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will that be enough?

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Gordon’s Bay, South Africa: October 2016

on a windless day
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blue reflections float away
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while gulls drift and play

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Yesterday

found my emotions
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lost in a grey Pierneef cloud
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that you will not see

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23 in Stellenbosch

found her delving in
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the mind’s creativity
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filled me with wonder

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