i found me a treasure
with grounding garnet eyes
harmonious carnelian hands
revitalising amber laughter
i found me a heart shaped emerald
screaming for filtering light
on a dark journey towards sunshine
i found me a treasure
pulsating aquamarine
sensing lapis lazuli in third eye glances
of a numbed pituitary gland
i found me a treasure
on my mindless journey to enlightenment
his amethyst crowned a tree spirit
in eagle wings
i found me a treasure
where my aimless gaze directed my foot
through abandoned seashells,
broken
i found me a treasure
yes, i found me a treasure
and i wasn't even searching
moi
Friday, August 23, 2013
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
‘n ander se kind
terwyl ‘n kind
‘n toekoms oor ‘n pad
wou tree
‘n kind is gister dood-gery
terwyl elke lamppaal
pistorius se saak uit-skree
‘n kind is gister dood-gery
in jou donker oë
‘n kind is gister dood-gery
sy was oppad
om ‘n lewe te bloei
en toe stol ek haar kwesbare
onskuld-trap
net te laat
‘n kind is gister dood-gery
want ek moes begin lewe
het jy gesê
‘n kind is gister
dood
gery
Monday, August 12, 2013
lag
om weer te kan lag
vanuit die diepste dele
die kriewel te voel opbou
tot 'n spontane geborrel van klanke
onbelemmerd
vurig vry
sonder pretensie oor hoe dit klink of lyk
net te kan lag sonder ophou
om net weer my kop teen jou bors te kan sit
en net te kan huil
vanuit die diepste dele
die kriewel te voel opbou
tot 'n spontane geborrel van klanke
onbelemmerd
vurig vry
sonder pretensie oor hoe dit klink of lyk
net te kan lag sonder ophou
om net weer my kop teen jou bors te kan sit
en net te kan huil
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