Deal me an apple.

Apr 26

Karoonag

Die hemelruim se sterreprag
waak oor ‘n slapende landskap
van koppies, randjies en amperse berge
en die liggies van rustige lewenswyses
wat plek-plek in die donkerte flikker.

‘n Paddakoor sing klik-klik
in verbroke harmonie tussen die riete
van die dam-hier-digby
terwyl ‘n eensame uil melankolies sug
en die vreedsaamheid beaam.

In die sagte geruis van die briesie
fluister die verbeeldingstem:
Hierdie wêreld ken nie die konstante gedruis
van ambisie en materialisme en liefdeloosheid nie.
Hier is jou rykdom vrede
en jou lafenis rus.

Mar 23

“To discover new music, is to discover new possibilities. Music is a vessel with which we can set sail on the vast oceans of experience. Its sounds are our compass, its words our map. And ultimately, it brings us to new shores.” — 42

Mar 19

Reis; Nostalgie; Verlange

Reis.
Verken.
plekke bewonder
mense dophou
atmosfere inneem
bewondering.
sin.
liefde.

Nostalgie.
Herinnering.
ervarings her-leef
emosies her-voel
idees her-dink
inspirasie.
waardering.
liefde.

Verlange.
Melankolie.
om te mis wie jy nie ken nie
om liefde self lief te hê
om dankbaar te wees vir lewe
spiritualiteit.
lewenslus.
liefde.

May 05

perspective

Open up
to the brightness of life
to the brilliance of existance
to the exhilaration of the now.

Open up
to love
to inspiration
to good music.

Apr 17

“And perhaps that’s what it’s all about: love, inspiration and good music.” — 42

Oct 23

“I’m becoming experienced in world best experienced without experience.”

Oct 20

afsluiting

‘n enkele skryfboek lê op my tafel
my pen nêrgens te sien nie
(my gedagtes is klaar verewig)

my laai gaap die wêreld aan met ‘n bek vol herinneringe
en verkondig die onomseilbare boodskap

êrens in die mikrokosmos rol ‘n traan teen ‘n denkbeeldige wang af

Aug 22

“You’re waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don’t know for sure. But it doesn’t matter.” — Mal Cobb

Aug 21

“Who is the boy who asks?” — ?

Aug 06

(untitled)

Deal me an apple. Deal me a pear.
Take me to the restaurant
at the end of the universe.
Order a pint of sense,
Add a dash of logic.
Serve it to me
shaken, not stirred.
For time is precious
And meaning is impossible.