Jou koffie moer broer
said the colloniser of Jan's brew

Grey bound
Green leaves
Grandpa's dream
Grandma's crown.

When the tide rises all ships are raised
it was fundamtally
mother Mary's call.
When boats fell
from standing tall
it's captain took the fall,
who laid hands
on such innocence
who took a stand
albeit a woman
a child
or a man,
is the ocean too deep
and the river too wide
are we as a people
afraid of the fault
caused by crimson tides,
who are we praying for?
Jesus rose when he died
where She humbly stood for
nations to rise.

Are we poles apart
a dress rehearsel  
for a form of art
who get's hurt
and who has fun,
is it papel tops
or black sons;
Were our human blood
pigmented
for the colour of love
are we hinged on Icarus wings

Asked?

the Third world from the sun.

And there we all die

exposition mindboggling

for the naked soul

I found myself
in a circle of chips
fighting the circus of life
if only the old oak
could shed some light
I guess his bark
was bigger than his bite.

A fossil rocks on the beach
alcoholic breath
with dynamic speech
the question was your dad
I must have meant T rex
the devil of that era
her mom lit up her eyes
died too early hurly burly
Rex got rash
drank whisky and smoked hash
he turned mean
she turned blue
like Monday's trash
ran away after eighteen
a cycad on the waterfront
telling true stories
a message ON the bottle
slamming at full throttle.

Unveiled no clothes

for a ******* exposed

a pro's grand$lam

at a one night stand.

Molten wax
on candlesticks
deep
there my head
toppled
for you my sweet,
skull-demons
keeps me awake
while your beauty sleeps,
are we dead men living
under the torment
of a captor's keep
for a honeycomb
laced with nectars
bitter weep.

Bad taste or good humour
love or lose
death lives
whoever
you
are
whatever
youv'e been,
hasbeen
just like us!!!! even the qeen
left behind
hurting
someone elses mind.

A dying breed
in living color
at warp speed

Asleep in the head

rent free and very well fed

shhhhhh  there's monsters there

Oh the omnipresent soul
like a terracotta sponge
absorbing our resolve
now and forever after.

Barefoot down the aisle
clean feet
well groomed
a matrimonial journey
enticingly different
filled with pitfalls
trials and tribulation
[on holy ground
where there are angels all around us.]

Deep rooted without thought
about compensation.

Demons under a roof

a rejection?

a deception?

a pity party for one

whisky and a gun

an alley in the pun

fool proved!!!

Caught
and
crushed
inside the butterfly
trap
it's simply "lemonade"
at the goosebump
parade.

It was mid winter
I paled in comparison
I'd say walk away
it is harrowing
the thought
if having stayed
after all
it was just me
on bad days
it is summer now
the mirror reflected
when I defected.

I love a miserable day

tomorrow should decay

Just like yesterday

Make-up for women
salad dressing for men.

As a penny with a hole in it,
someone else spun a coin
that inspired my time.,
So far away from me
you're so far away.
Red, red wine
and there we go again,
You are always on my mind.

I can see the drops drip
permanent, soluble.
disappointment, glory
it speaks volumes
of a journey in solitude.

Drain the sinewed brain

of twilight's limboed occult

help the humane rest

inspire our futures first

nightmares die
where good dreams live

Nothing is hidden

the mirror reveals a crack

guess who's looking back.

They saw them
they got them seeing
writing in stone
Intrinsic Baba

Love is the way 
it knows all about you
never blinking
about danger
the baby
the stranger
Love is the way through a mainger.

I only saw the crack
after you opened up
I shouldn't have presented
a bandaid
because apparently
I wasn't good enough.

My wounds
haunted my persona
I started screaming!!!
nightmare in a coma,
this may sound absurd
there a poet/ess heard
dropped a penny
in my soul
spent a positive word.
Hope you feel the aura
yellow buds and
beatiful flora.
Woke like the sun
with stars hailing
Super Aroura.

Without recuse
morning, evening, afternoon,
no matter the weather
fine-tuned
bad-mouthed
forged facts
obscured
views
strange
mews
headline
news.

Under poet-"trees"
someones hurt will heal
by gifts of reality.

Braving half bludgeoned

her skin mended the deep scars

freedom takes courage

strapping boots and walking tall

leaving the monsters behind.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where innocence doesn't hide
risk wears a sleeve
and fear quickly dies.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where the meek makes brave
and danger is kept
in its shallow grave.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where the rapids grow wild
and life lives carelessly
through the eyes of a child.

✌&1♥

Meaningless?
it was only my hair that strangled the fabled tower.
You demanded my soul,
and what you called a mans meal
was a monstrous ordeal,
I die every day,
since that day,
the day I bled.

Cruel fell from the sky
even the midwives
left us then, to die.
Black-eyed battered beauty
a withered wick
on a burning stick
I made a choice
the child my duty
tiny eyes a crying delight
I kept the baby
I followed her/his light.

Everybody came from somebody
came from God came from Mary.

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Butterfly cocoons
love's belly button platoon
born beneath the moon.

I had a wake-up call
from the loveliest dream
she was gone
and I,
sat upon a yellow stream.

Humm to the tree
rustle with its leaves
listen closely
to its voice
hear from the earth
see the truth
we are
destroying her
roots.