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Attention / Aandag

Due to loadshedding my motherboard fried. I will return when I can get my computer fixed. Thank you Eskom for breaking our electronic appliances one loadshedding at a time.

Te danke aan beurtkrag het my rekenaar se moederbord gebreek. Sodra ek dit kan tegemaak kry is ek terug. Dankie Eskom dat jy ons elektriese toebehore breek met elke beurtkrag.

😦

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los my jou spoor

Ek herblog nie sommer nie, maar die gedig bly in my gedagtes so ek deel dit weer…

wolfshadowwhispers

ververlang maak my bang
die gaping tussen ek en jy
oor duisend myle weg en
ek vra los my jou spoor

op ‘n stasie het ek gewag
die trein sien vertrek
my hart was sag
en skielik was jy weg

totsiens is soms bitterseer
maar vaarwel is hel
jy gaan duisend myle weg
en ek vra jou los my jou spoor

eendag gaan ek my tas vat
jou soek in die verre stad
ek hoop jou spore lê orals vas
soos dit gesement is in my hart

want leeg is ek sonder jou
‘n leemte wat in my kou
duisend myle ver van nou
hoop ek jy gaan wag vir my

(c) 2015 allen simpson

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Diversity & Humanity

Poet’s Note

I have written down a lot of stuff on paper that I just threw in a box. The following, a sketch and a poem I wrote back in 2004 (When I was about 32 years old). It was a hard time in my life. I suffered heavily from depression and did not know it, I was still undiagnosed at that stage in my life. The photo was taken in 2004 at Zeplins Bosman Street. Well, here it is: Diverse & Humanity. Continue reading “Diversity & Humanity”

Sticks and Stones

Sticks and Stones
Sticks and Stones

I sit under shadowed trees and listen
to voices with no face
I drink the absence of your presence
ice drops flowing down without a trace Continue reading “Sticks and Stones”

running with the moon

broken city broken streets
city lights on repeat
up in the sky, the moon is calling
shining its light as if it’s falling Continue reading “running with the moon”

Boeggoe en port

my snot en hoes het my dag verwoes
toe bel ek my pa met my kwelvrae Continue reading “Boeggoe en port”

vesuvius

i bubble like vesuvius
in my dark places
i bleed magma
from my open wound Continue reading “vesuvius”

the best of you

I want to be your servant
I want to be your master
I want to be the laughter
that creeps from your eyes Continue reading “the best of you”

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