Category Archives: Poemish
The Gist
Woeful Pneumonia
U2 has produced so many beautiful songs. Like this one:
You’re on the road but you’ve got no destination
You’re in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if that doesn’t ring true
You’ve been all over and it’s been all over you
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
What you don’t know you can feel it somehow
http://www.macphisto.net/u2lyrics/Beautiful_Day.html
When the body falls ill the spirit rallies, but only for so long.
Diffidently Blue
Something old, something new
something borrowed, something blue …
That’s the saying, but it’s about weddings and, therefore, not applicable to me.
Yet …
Hulpwerkwoord
Jare later … steeds onvoltooid.
Van kind en klip
Van kind en klip
Waar ek woon
Waar ek woon
Die allermooiste Afrikaanse gedigte
Die allermooiste Afrikaanse gedigte is nie in Opperman of Brink se afgryslik uitgedunde samevattings nie – nie in drie dele en amper drie duisend blaaie nie. Alhoewel ek goddank bly is om hulle te hê.
benign things
It seems achieving the simplicity I desperately crave is an impossibly complicated task.
Simon Series
Simon I
Simon of Cyrene was told to carry Jesus’ cross
he’d set out on his own but violence forced a different coin toss
the heavy burden of fate
had caused him to wait
how often a good deed leads to an enormous loss.