| Fatherland |
| Just like you want to |
| One morning I saw a man |
| Through the eyes of a child |
| Flower in a garden |
| Yom HaShoa |
| Girls that we do not discuss |
| On the other side of the blue curtain |
| How single can a person become |
| Rogue Male |
| At times I wonder |
| Warasa |
| In Angola |
| From where |
| What lurks beneath civility |
| Parachute drop |
| I saw a twenty first century man |
| Love is |
| It was fun |
| Some women |
| But then I met you |
| When I die |
| Coke |
| I knew a man |
| Like a little boy |
| To much for me |
| His right |
| The man and the beast |
| My life is like a riddle |
| My heart is |
| The power of destiny |
| Lions |
| Times of love |
| Into the unfathomable abyss |
| It was the last day of May |
| With a bottle in his hand |
| Each and every weekday |
| At a koi pond in a nursery |
| When love has gone |
| It was in a light blue sky |
| a Toll to pay |
| By the meaning of it |
| The cold season |
| Song of the woods |
| Winter |
| Love has its own language |
| The starry three sisters |
| One day at a waterfall |
| With a dead soul |
| I will go to my Father |
| In the night with you |
| Angel of the morning light |
| When I perish |
| When Eden faded away into memory |
| Carrion |
| Last night |
| Somewhere in the night |
| If you are with me |
| You remain |
| Life and the world filled my heart |
| Last night [2] |
| This morning |
| On a winter morning |
| Silver |
| Illegal aliens |
| Driving past Van Reenens pass |
| At the cross road |
| If you are near |
| When the bell tolls |
| When I was a child |
| You are so fine on me |
| On a December summer beach |
| Shivers to the soul |
| The storm that hangs threatening |
| On the back page of a old newspaper |
| At the Vaal river |
| December |
| Who knows the reasons why |
| Jeanie |
| Penelope |
| On patrol in the African bush |
| Flight to reality |
| To be a while with you |
| Publishers |
| She smiled at me |
| At a restaurant |
| Meals that I remember |
| It was somewhere in July |
| That which lies between us |
| Cassinga |
| Midsummer day |
| At the fountain in the ranges |
| In fifth Avenue |
| Sick-bed |
| My Lorelei |
| Madonna on a wall |
| Flames |
| Eli Eli lama sabacthani |
| I want to go home |
| a Reminiscence |
| It was just there |
| Last night [2] |
| Every animal and the lion and the lamb |
| If no man is an island? |
| I saw him smoke a cigar |
| Something of innocence was lost |
| How can I really understand |
| On a journey |
| Johnny Everyman |
| Anecdote of a coin |
| One day in jail |
| Winter night |
| I kissed a girl |
| I saw death take her toll |
| Anyone |
| a Resting place |
| Like in summer and spring |
| Indelible imprints |
| The masks that we bear |
| Girl on the street |
| One night at the movies |
| At the movies |
| Early in the morning |
| My dearest writes a few words |
| Church matters |
| We met after twenty years |
| When you look at me |
| When you sleep |
| When you share |
| You can change the names |
| Life goes on |
| The birds are flying north |
| The properties of a leader |
| Glad to be living |
| The Lord has spread His hand |
| It took eight parades to say goodbye |
| Flying at night |
| Alzheimers |
| That you are with me |
| I wonder where you are in it all? |
| When you |
| I want someone to read |
| Ground zero |
| They visited her |
| I must go to the bush again |
| Hiking to Durban |
| The minister |
| I want you to live on |
| You give a smile |
| Remember me |
| Beloved |
| When the first rays |
| The bathing adventure |
| The Captain |
| Helderberg Mountain |
| At my second job |
| In Heidelberg |
| I dream of a little house |
| You email a photograph |
| If I could know |
| Time |
| I started to love you |
| Sometimes I cannot cry |
| Everyone wants to be free |
| Can you see the pride of a nation? |
| Do not lay me down in a grave |
| There is something to loneliness |
| You are the one |
| I love tea |
| In that winter season |
| I knew you when we met |
| Death |
| There is fear of religious mad men |
| The Captain [3] |
| The Captain [2] |
| I dream one night |
| One evening I see a thing |
| Filemon |
| I saw men |
| I knew a girl |
| I did go to the church today |
| Musso |
| At the zoo |
| Falling into oblivion |
| Under a bush hat |
| In Gordon bay |
| My Lory bird |
| Sing one of your songs |
| The sweet kiss |
| Of past relationships, plants and things |
| Spring |
| Broken between you and me |
| The Army |
| Love |
| Winter storm |
| I love you |
| Outside the Cafe |
| How far to the next garage |
| I saw children |
| I saw something of it |
| a Forget me not |
| Suddenly the world is going wild |
| She talks like a lamb |
| The stars in the sky was bright |
| Muse |
| I saw death |
| Through the thick African bush |
| The yuppie in the grey land |
| a Sheaf of red roses |
| Solitude |
| a Real life nightmare |
| The fallen Cuban soldier |
| Song of songs |
| My soccer team |
| Sunday afternoon rest |
| The guardian of the flames |
| In Pretoria West |
| While I get a few coins from my pocket |
| When we were primary school children |
| The city has a deadly wound |
| Without a car in Pretoria |
| The bus that drives to Vryburg |
| Ancient forces blew on the shofar |
| Summer thunder storm |
| Crying against the wind |
| There is a big painting |
| Path into the bushes |
| Keys to your heart |
| Mystical reality |
| An Abstract painting |
| Early one afternoon |
| Madonna on a wall |
| a Walk home after dark |
| Some seek me and others curse me |
| The parrot |
| a Woman that was different |
| Interviews at employment agencies |
| I dreamed of an angel last night |
| Bus ride at night |
| To have your own wheels |
| Into that dark night |
| There was a gorgeous summer |
| Two bunches of red roses |
| Wild garden |
| Lion at the zoo |
| Make me worthy |
| Into a new millennium |
| Like a white water lily |
| Early morning ride |
| Each of us has plans |
| There are times |
| I wonder how I fit into my new country |
| We walked on the beach |
| Our time together has passed |
| The second coming |
| The tale of the sparkling white river |
| At times I wonder |
| Cigarettes, whiskey and wild women |
| They meet at a nightclub |
| There are few things in life |
| I bind long Blackwood poles |
| I wonder how far |
| Between the time that the day dies |
| My barmaid |
| Madonna |
| Calculus |
| Words |
| Six o’clock on a Friday morning |
| This winter |
| This winter2 |
| This winter3 |
| Love is a bitter thing |
| The flags at the Pretoria news hangs limp |
| This morning six thirty we drive past a church |
| Each one of us is unique |
| Flippie comes and lies with me |
| You’re away |
| If I want to think straight |
| I see a blind man this morning |
| Palm trees |
| Two guys on the bus |
| If I could make the big orange sun |
| I dreamed of you last night |
| At times I wonder 2 |
| It happened to me |
| I walked into this Vista |
| The smell of coffee |
| Hari Chrishna |
| It is like new love for life |
| There is a black hair cat |
| Today the eastern horizon is yellow gold |
| The loud noise |
| As bright as the biggest star |
| It is only one day |
| It is only one day [2] |
| It is only one day [3] |
| It is only one day [4] |
| It is only one day [5] |
| It is only one day [6] |
| It is icy cold |
| I wonder what a bus ticket buys |
| There is magic in your nearness |
| Accountability over time |
| There is a dark way |
| This morning[2] |
| Just past the park in Park Street |
| The best of men was he |
| a Woman talks about her son |
| There is a secret force |
| There once was a man |
| Tea for two |
| Coffee, tea and liquor |
| Your name |
| Your eyes burns right through me |
| I have no words |
| We live in a world |
| My blue bike thunders below me |
| The never-ending road |
| Now that you are mine |
| What a big joke |
| The new day started wonderful |
| My country lies in pieces |
| Blood River |
| The new morning opens |
| An old legend |
| Somewhere between here and now |
| What lies on the other side of a dark moon |
| Everyone wants to be free [2] |
| Ashes to dust |
| a Distressful day finds me |
| At times I wonder why |
| The sum of life |
| Eternal will our summer be |
| I can escape from it all |
| I wish that we could forever |
| I like blue |
| The red candles are almost burn to the brim |
| When I feel you soft and hot under me |
| Homecoming |
| The tokkelossie |
| To me you are |
| Butterfly in a jar |
| At times the four walls |
| How small does our world appear |
| Art |
| Freedom [2] |
| I fly away from Tanzania |
| I know that you really love me |
| Today |
| You cook vegetable soup |
| Every poem |
| Sick bed [2] |
| Quest |
| Caught in time |
| a Childrens game? |
| I once knew a man |
| Somewhere in this big city |
| Give me the good news |
| Where once a hillock was |
| Prevailing |
| I receive a I love you |
| Even though |
| Anthem for doomed maturity |
| Where do I fit into it all? |
| Usama Bin Laden |
| Ambulances |
| Word Storm (The creation of a poem) |
| Gentling a Wildcat |
| Stranger to Europe |
| The white girl |
| Putting in the seed |
| The greatest thing |
| Three green snakes |
| Where the journey of life really goes |
| Orange blossoms on a tree |
| I see two blondes |
| a Messenger from above |
| Today I find myself |
| The handyman |
| Beautiful |
| Table Bay |
| In every man and every girl |
| a Ray of sunlight |
| Where you |
| Acacia of my blood |
| When I walk om Margate beach |
| On one stormy winter morning |
| The havoc of war |
| Ballade of the Rose |
| Grandma |
| The stars wink from above at me |
| The sorceress |
| Yesterday you read book |
| Motorbike ride |
| Past the nonsense |
| Darling of mine |
| a Brave Boer boy |
| The battle of Majuba Hill |
| The old farm yard |
| It is the second day that I visit |
| The hunter |
| The Church street bomb |
| The British descended |
| Painful thoughts |
| Always marry a summer girl |
| Beautiful was the past weekend with you |
| Help me find the true and only way |
| Even if |
| Past the Almighty Commander |
| That you and I were here |
| Dear Mary |
| When that last evening star |
| Man still is just man |
| All that search do not wish to find |
| Africa child |
| I have a solace in my heart |
| The summer |
| There is something special about the sun |
| Let the cleverest people theorize scientifically |
| Tinkerbell is back |
| Lights in the night |
| a Birthday |
| The house in Panorama Street |
| Without forcing us |
| At Toni Pizza restaurant |
| Like the stem of a rose |
| Writers block |
| Sparkling wine and blood |
| Broken-wing Angel |
| Consolation |
| From the first moment |
| Lotus land |
| I dreamt that I woke up in France today |
| Yesterday, today and tomorrow |
| I can not wait for two to come |
| How much I love you |
| There is a thunder storm outside |
| Before the altar of life |
| The joy of the road |
| In the beginning |
| The past two years |
| Beyond enemy lines |
| I have tried to pen love down |
| The Solitary Reaper |
| In the greatest darkness |
| Skyscrapers |
| The night sky is crying |
| Life chess |
| aTriad |
| Dreams |
| Father |
| Who really rules the world |
| The state within the state |
| I aim my bow against the sky |
| Mother Mary |
| You are like no other women |
| My years are coming on |
| I only want to be free |
| Basic training out of the eyes of a trooper |
| October 1962 |
| August 1968 |
| September 2001 |
| There is a park |
| Courage |
| The beret must have been a dead give away |
| Babylon |
| The fighter ace |
| As night is black |
| Into South West Africa |
| The devil wears high heels |
| The mystic rose |
| The f word and me |
| I reach to You Lord |
| I am told that we are just animals |
| One night we walked |
| Wings of destiny |
| The drug party |
| Rain drive |
| Remembrance |
| You are mine |
| First Love |
| Mary Magdalene |
| An Oath |
| Slow dancing |
| He was lucky |
| There’s something in the rain |
| The crucifixion |
| I am from Pretoria |
| Father I know that my life |
| It was my thirteenth year |
| At a certain bar |
| So its been twenty years |
| To my Moslem friends |
| When I was a child [2] |
| Steel Citizen |
| Prayer for Military Pilots |
| Hope for a new tomorrow |
| The dread god |
| It’s dark in here |
| Morning Glories |
| Can I like a child |
| A man of integrity |
| My humanity |
| Love |
| Beauty |
| In front of a firing squad |
| Encounter with a Rinkhals |
| How can anybody ever know? |
| How fast does time fly by |
| Sweet death |
| Lily |
| In the bleak winter |
| De Profundis |
| Gideon Scheepers |
| There is blood between us |
| Something serene |
| a Child |
| The mountain pass |
| Girl of loveliness |
| War |
| God of dignity |
| Garden in my inner square |
| She lives |
| A Cat’s dream |
| What does the new world hold? |
| A brave Field Cornet |
| When time takes its toll |
| Amakeia then and now |
| The book sealed with seven seals |
| Patrolling raging neighbourhoods |
| Waitresses |
| I have gone to unknown shrines |
| A girl called Lisa |
| Ablaze |
| Somewhere in Angola |
| The dead citizen |
| Nightly visitor |
| When love dies |
| The pain goes right through me |
| You are free |
| The vantage point |
| Sonnets of home |
| On the highway |
| Winter rain |
| Invictus |
| When love feels brittle |
| Pylons |
| The highway man |
| Beautiful girl |
| Life |
| Words of this mere man |
| Mowing |
| As my prehistoric father did |
| Lucifer |
| Like a snapped branch |
| Summer |
| My darling’s arm lies over me |
| Water |
| The Rock |
| Petrified |
| There are things that you cannot avoid |
| The omen |
| I write |
| West Park |
| Death bed |
| Deadline |
| Have every love from the start |
| No second Troy |
| Sonnets of the boy who drew cats |
| Goblin in the marsh |
| The Flying Dutchman |
| On a hillock outside the city |
| Growing old |
| My Autumn |
| Time passes too quickly |
| Like a goddess you appear |
| Spider web |
| Héloïse and Abelard |
| On a stormy sea |
| Adam and Eve |
| I mark the pace praying |
| I couldn’t avoid you |
| Come to me |
| That set my soul aflame |
| In the gardens of Margaret Robberts |
| I have been sentenced by the blues |
| No second Helen |
| I to me and you to you |
| You lie stretched out next to me |
| Flower of my heart |
| Come to my garden |
| At the blue pool |
| All the beings in the universe are astounded |
| The gift |
| Beneath the Southern Cross |
| There’s a ancient story |
| One dark night |
| They couldn’t understand |
| On a higher place |
| Destruction |
| Sonnets of the stone ruins |
| Christmas night legend |
| Graveyard |
| In a coffin |
| Racing to another world |
| Fire or ice |
| Parabats |
| I saw soldiers |
| I am happy to be alive |
| You are now sleeping on your side |
| Et praeterea nihil |
| You are beautiful |
| The future |
| As long as there is oppression |
| Let South Africa be our country again |
| Elegy for love |
| May it be given... |
| Kiffa Australis |
| I will die and go to my mother |
| The parachute |
| In and outside worlds |
| When I look at the world around me |
| Ego |
| Appearance |
| Who will ever know? |
| Evil |
| Ritual |
| About our love |
| Time sneaks past so quickly |
| Train ride |
| Past skeletons of steal and concrete |
| From this frenzy I have escaped |
| Let the scoundrels return |
| The dragon |
| Till the shooting ended |
| A letter arrives by registered mail |
| With the smell of turpentine |
| Who is it? |
| Our communion |
| Sappho |
| Odysseus to Pallas Athena |
| King Menelaus about Proteus |
| Love and science |
| If every thing can be explained by science |
| No feather from Woeperdal |
| Only you and me |
| Your love |
| Liquid more pure |
| Afternoon rain |
| When it rains |
| My angel has a voice like velvet |
| Now that you want to go away |
| I saw you walking around |
| The gold of your eyes |
| My life passes so quickly |
| The day of my destruction |
| The light |
| You dream |
| Never have you painted more beautiful |
| To love |
| Finding God |
| When a procession marches by |
| Good news |
| A Scrapbook |
| Fire trial |
| Visit to a swimming pool |
| Lust or love? |
| Visit to the botanical gardens |
| What happened to the lovely woman |
| People are afraid |
| Predictions |
| When the flaming wagon comes |
| What god do they serve? |
| Louw Wepener |
| Amakeia |
| Where to now? |
| Think of me |
| I love you |
| I want to go to you |
| Francis and Clare |
| Love is the true measuring |
| Lord of power and strength |
| Crackling words |
| Forever young |
| Show me |
| Leatitia perfecta |
| When red the wine |
| There is no face as fair |
| I praise Thee, creator God |
| I praise You, God |
| The snake was in the tree |
| The Corporal |
| Under sights |
| Are they going to drop the bomb? |
| When love is not enough |
| The night falls black |
| A lighter shade of pale |
| Further he lies silent |
| The naughty baby dog |
| While the summer rain falls angrily |
| Wild flowers |
| Stars |
| Fishing boats |
| My last lament |
| My whole life |
| In your eyes |
| Your are the one |
| The snake |
| Let others drink |
| There was a guy |
| What is love? |
| The enemy is gone |
| Under a bridge at midnight |
| Make me like a child |
| In the early morning |
| Nero |
| If I |
| Today I saw a man |
| There are people |
| Symposium |
| To love you |
| How deep love really is |
| When mere words |
| Work |
| Old Table Mountain |
| The dog of God |
| I have a friend that rides a Vespa |
| Like Job |
| Latter day South Africa |
| A decree is made |
| Lucifer in disguise? |
| Girl with the long blonde hair |
| Hunting party |
| Side drawings of a monk |
| My letters to you |
| The car of Johnny staying at home |
| Past a house |
| Russian travel program |
| At the red sea |
| Lohatla |
| No place for a courting-candle |
| When we were small children |
| The words of a child |
| Impure science |
| The hand of time |
| It’s pressing hot |
| When I stopped at home one day |
| You want to go to Spain |
| Sabbath |
| Long ago a man |
| Enemy Migs |
| There’s a time that the sun sets |
| Sugar bush I want you |
| I am a farmer |
| He’s past it |
| That it’s dangerous |
| A parrot called Chicken |
| Above a enemy camp |
| One night I dream |
| A statesman: then and now |
| No Police station |
| A constant shadow hangs ominous |
| You’ll be a true believer |
| Revival-meeting |
| Confrontation with Baba Yaga |
| Every second day |
| Think of me |
| I love you more |
| I want to go to you |
| I am hoarse, stupid and have fear |
| June of the heart |
| I see a storm brewing up |
| I went into the wide world |
| An inciting concert (or so was thought at the time) |
| My ex-mother in law |
| Mother |
| Forever |
| My words are set |
| My plants |
| Have I got to close the books? |
| While He see the two playing there |
| The hoopoe |
| Now that time flies past |
| Love has got something |
| The men from the pans |
| A stroll at Sea Point |
| I was dumbfounded |
| Pacing off the steps |
| Going to Tuscany |
| I had a crunch |
| The insect thing |
| Past forever I can lie next to you |
| It was needless |
| I received a email from you |
| When in the dark you stopped at the back door |
| In Margate |
| A season out of time |
| April chose me |
| What is left [2] |
| Whirlwind |
| Away into the wide world |
| Man tried to outreach the Lord of Evil himself |
| I will write some real poetry |
| He never saw thirty three |
| La belle dame sans merci |
| Madonna (new version) |
| 5th Avenue remembered |
| Sigh |
| When darkness abounds with me |
| Absence |
| I thought it was spring |
| All the great young men |
| Ac her forþ beraò; fugelas singaò, gylleò grœghama |
| Yesterday is stuck in my thoughts |
| And I can hear from you |
| I died |
| I look at clouds |
| Princess that’s far away |
| Just one more time |
| We’ll go to the mountain, you and I |
| Nothing can make a day last longer |
| Under your spell |
| Unfortunately times change |
| Still collective man feels compelled |
| The gorilla |
| Until the end of it |
| No turning point |
| If I could tell you |
| Goodbye now to the bush |
| Long have I dreamed as a warrior |
| Let me tell about Wouter |
| The hireling |
| Birthday night |
| If words could kill |
| But how long will this peace last |
| When the killing criminals come |
| Home invasion |
| If words could kill [2] |
| A brood of vipers |
| The writing is on the wall |
| After Ventersdorp, 4 April 2010 |
| Night of the long knives |
| Maybe this is not really goodbye |
| To stop that goodbye |
| I loved you in so many ways |
| An Elegy to Eugene Terreblance |
| An elegy for South Africa |
| Not with a machinegun, but with a pen |
| Where they belonged |
| Being bilingual |
| Gross stupidity |
| After the rain |
| At Springs |
| Everything is going to be wet |
| At Houtbay beach |
| A walk along the beach |
| The nude swim |
| Sue me if you can |
| Cul de sac |
| To be extradited |
| Lamia |
| The creation |
| Divine destruction |
| Moses |
| Even though it’s dark around me |
| You made me believe |
| The mist |
| Harare |
| Pretoria |
| Johannesburg |
| When you visited me |
| You stay the one |
| The signs of you |
| As if a magical barrier had been drawn |
| The bathroom was like a sanctuary |
| For my brother |
| Impure Mathematics |
| If I build my life out of magical nights |
| Parachute jump |
| The journey |
| To have a girl like you |
| To the border |
| Why? |
| Mary Magdalene |
| Adam |
| My God witnesses every thing |
| The deeper right |
| I love you still |
| Your letter is beautiful |
| Flowers of mercy |
| The bad lands |
| “Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one” |
| My GI Jane II |
| I want to ask You to reveal to me |
| Compass |
| Lord, let these days be consecrated |
| Alone on holiday away from you |
| Hues of blue |
| Weekend away |
| The frost dragon |
| Horses in the desert |
| A brush with death |
| Thunderstorm |
| When words are not enough |
| Being cut off from you |
| I draw your face |
| It’s almost as if you are hiding here somewhere |
| At a pan at night |
| Snow storm |
| Adamastor |
| The summer is slowly going |
| The only picture that I see |
| That goodbye |
| The deluge |
| The first city |
| Samson |
| I sit in the shade under the chestnut-tree |
| Like a illusion |
| You are a butterfly |
| Blaze through your days |
| This morning I lock the cold wind out |
| Alone I drink a hot Mega coffee |
| Banished |
| Where no sun raises its rays |
| If I were enchanted by the look in the eye |
| Lament |
| Forever I am caught by you |
| A place for you |
| If I could have a lodge at the sea somewhere |
| My friend you talk about my people and me |
| Pretoria, 20 May 1983 |
| Church Street Bomb blast |
| Burning in |
| The last sunshine |
| We walked into distant mirage |
| Turmoil is coming in from afar |
| Simon Peter |
| How dear you are to me |
| Fingers |
| As long as I have you with me |
| A host of people came south |
| The secret mine |
| The battle of Isandhlwana |
| That the going away is near |
| The starlight shone through the window frame |
| You were laying with your head on my chest |
| There was a farm near a river |
| The spoor |
| A shot rang out like lightning out of a gun |
| I miss you |
| You were past cute |
| Fleeting |
| We meet face to face |
| I walk next to the tomato beds |
| It is strange to be single |
| Now that you are away |
| Fishing |
| At Bethesda |
| Jonah |
| We ate at a exclusive restaurant |
| Early this morning |
| A flower for the night |
| Death shall have no dominion |
| The rod of God |
| The tempest |
| I constantly chase after love |
| At a stop sign there’s a red Toyota |
| Sometimes a bit defective |
| The thunder cat |
| In my thoughts I walk the route |
| A full red moon hangs in the night sky |
| I want to draw you tight against me |
| Somewhere in the hillocks |
| Sometimes I imagine |
| Maybe I am looking at Eve |
| A vase of flowers |
| Today I lay you off |
| No winter can chill |
| I miss you |
| Battle at the Lomba River |
| The Cassinga jump |
| I saw private Spencer going to war |
| I am truly glad |
| My heart |
| As the morning glory opens |
| Eclipse |
| Drug dealers |
| Fleeting |
| There’s a world |
| In another time of year |
| In this winter |
| Seen from the sky |
| Tower blocks |
| The squatter’s camp |
| Just one more summer |
| Weekend pass |
| All our morning glory days are done |
| Grandpa Danie Brand |
| I will resist this injustice |
| I love Africa |
| When I will have you with me again |
| That nobody knows |
| To pen you down |
| Sonnets to my love |
| I am proud to be white |
| I will tell everyone |
| Leave and let it be |
| When we meet again |
| How enchanting |
| On your right side you become |
| Had found its mark |
| The air was full of fire and sand |
| Phantoms in my dreams |
| The carpet walks back |
| Also wake up thoughts with you |
| Your smile is like a negligee |
| In the city |
| Night and day I have no peace |
| The invasion army |
| Lord may there fall light |
| Phenomenon |
| A view of spring turning into summer (hybridanelle) |
| Sonnets to someone special |
| Lost angel |
| My hands shake while I turn the car on |
| Today I lie my yesterdays in a bottle |
| Freedom Park |
| In memory of a certain RSM |
| Klipdrift basic training camp |
| Cold war |
| I really miss you |
| The witch of Hex River |
| On the way to Uniondale |
| Golden ginger Persian cat (Terzanelle) |
| The singing falcon (hybridanelle) |
| I will die and go to my father |
| Anthem to the 47th Cuban / Faplan Brigade |
| I saw the sun of life die |
| Undeclared war breaks out |
| My autumn |
| The merchant |
| Mother’s day |
| Like a lightning bolt |
| As if anchored to my rock |
| As if caught in a labyrinth |
| Since we have been gone from each |
| The bed is empty next to me |
| You colour my life |
| What made you see your father becoming part of me? |
| It was a small white house |
| The baboon |
| The bee nest |
| HALO (High Altitude, Low Opening) freefall insertion (Terzanelle) |
| I want to be with you |
| Our little hillock |
| For hours long |
| On holiday |
| I knew a girl |
| What a strange dream I had last night |
| When I was young, I were caught |
| The meeting |
| The visit |
| You remain precious to me |
| There are bars around me |
| Cornfield |
| You say that love like ours is eternal |
| The end came too suddenly |
| The Cango Caves |
| When I was a teenager |
| The Indian minor |
| The military police |
| On the other side of the Lomba river |
| Johnny Everyman |
| The singer |
| Early one summer morning |
| I see a day withering in the west |
| I look at a picture of you |
| It was the way you were (Terzanelle) |
| On the beach |
| Punishment parade |
| That house in Brackenfell |
| Withering into a dead thing |
| I am the one (Terzanelle) |
| As a wanderer upon this earth (Terzanelle) |
| The substance of my self (Terzanelle) |
| I know that I have never have been as alone |
| Fishing on a small lake |
| Long, long ago there were two people |
| When all previous loves are lost |
| When my life, my world fall to pieces |
| Horoscope |
| Two weddings and no funeral |
| Going to church |
| Music became part of her soul |
| Love, we must part now |
| An old flame |
| From Gordon’s bay harbour |
| You’re in another country called Cape Town |
| We didn’t find him |
| Confession (Terzanelle |
| Proud Songsters (Terzanelle) |
| When dusk creeps through the windows |
| Et Memoria |
| Ghost from the war |
| On approaching fifty |
| Destiny at times is changed by love |
| The day the paratrooper antitank platoon went into action |
| A woman unconscious |
| Bride and groom |
| Sandstorm in Iraq |
| A lane in England |
| At the British motor show |
| Dome of Pearl |
| The circus came to town |
| What can I tell you? |
| To Minette |
| The swan (Terzanelle) |
| Crocodile hunter |
| Awakening storm |
| On guard duty |
| Storm night |
| The beast |
| The Ogre |
| Cape winters (EM Du Toit Rondeau type) |
| Telling her of our tender vows (Terzanelle) |
| Long, long ago there were two people |
| When the dark night kisses me (English Triolet) |
| Challenger shuttle disaster (Terzanelle) |
| Skeletons |
| Today I am sixteen again |
| Dreams |
| Lingering |
| A conversation with Minette |
| At Cape Point |
| Epistle to NP Van Wyk Louw |
| Memento |
| Today I am from Iraq |
| When something in the dark depths of your eyes smoulders (Terzanelle) |
| I take a bus that goes to Vryburg |
| Without you |
| If I could get the look in your eyes |
| One morning I sat at a ridge |
| Sometimes I remember a house |
| Terzanelle to a pet Cobra |
| Zimbabwe frightened you |
| Kariba Lake |
| Angel |
| Grey |
| Late August |
| Auntie’s curse |
| Resolved to say nothing (Terzanelle) |
| Destiny (Terzanelle) |
| As if the beast in man is loose (Terzanelle) |
| The country fair |
| Summer in the country |
| Walking the river |
| I saw a lovely girl (Terzanelle) |
| A first visit to a certain Madame (Terzanelle) |
| A terzanelle to an island girl |
| Errata |
| At the beginning of spring |
| The last moment |
| When times are bad |
| With eyes closed against the bright light |
| I saw the sun rising slowly |
| At a rock music concert |
| Sometimes for sport (Terzanelle) |
| A troop of baboons (Terzanelle) |
| Hope |
| Biker with the big heart |
| His heart is broken |
| One night (Terzanelle) |
| At night sometimes, sweet voices I hear (Terzanelle) |
| Without you [2] |
| Lady Anne |
| Strand beach |
| We stood at the sea on a winter day |
| Shaken but not stirred |
| Thunderbolt |
| Under fire at home |
| On Fridays he’d open a six-pack of beer |
| Abandoned Zimbabwean Farmhouse |
| If |
| She looked for all pills |
| A police road block |
| Sometimes you slept |
| Rude awakening |
| To a very special girl |
| Doves fly past in pairs |
| First rain |
| Early spring |
| The family crest |
| Attempted suicide |
| Some call it accidents, but I call it torments |
| The moments drag out |
| Today I missed you |
| They are no longer part of me |
| As if evil was creeping out |
| Muckleneuk Ridge |
| The Rinkhals in Muckleneuk Ridge |
| Armed Reaction in Muckleneuk Ridge |
| The art of surfing |
| Barn owl |
| Selecting a reader |
| Umgababa |
| Crowds of Xhosas gathered at the pool |
| Nonqawuse |
| Let us dream about a new world |
| A Financial Manager in the new South Africa |
| The Heritage |
| You played with a hero character |
| Your golf playing postmaster father was your god |
| Finding your god |
| A spring evening |
| The night watchman |
| On the move |
| The pendant |
| Most of your precious jewels were stolen |
| Restaurant fragments |
| From another life and time |
| If you hear my voice |
| A precise woman |
| The game ranch |
| Loss |
| The ocean, sun and sea |
| Before you |
| I saw you building castles on the beach |
| On a close-up of Anthony Delius, on his Questions to the Universe |
| As man left the shore (Reply to Anthony Delius) |
| The maritime ode |
| You wanted to know about evil and good |
| Bars |
| My footsteps resounds on the yellow wood floors |
| The hotel room |
| I went wandering on a journey with you |
| A flower for the night |
| It was much too hot |
| Marijuana |
| The literary life |
| The blossoming |
| The light |
| A glimpse of God |
| Sometimes you embrace me with words |
| You are sitting on the veranda |
| Soldier’s Faces |
| The gamblers |
| The shadow of Cain (a reply to Edith Sitwell) |
| Goodbye to purple covered Jacaranda trees |
| Painting |
| A far greater chill |
| Voices talking in his head |
| At the dark hour |
| On a rainy night |
| The meeting point |
| Kotze Park |
| Walking home from town |
| Not lying there, but dying |
| Ibises |
| It’s war in my yard |
| A meerkat in the lounge |
| I sit in a bar in Sixth Street (a reply to W.H. Auden.) |
| Waiting on the barbarians (a reply to C.P. Cavafy) |
| Jakobus Le Grange Marais (a reply to Christopher Hope) |
| The voice |
| We couldn’t find spinach anywhere |
| At the Okavango swamp |
| You break every cliché (a reply to Octavio Paz) |
| You break every cliché (a reply to Octavio Paz) |
| War poet |
| Before the storming of the Casinga trenches |
| The honest truth about soldiering |
| It’s quiet, very quiet in the veldt |
| Blockhouses had been erected right over the country |
| From pools of blood |
| Four young men (a reply to Ted Hughes) |
| Queen Victoria |
| Will you know about my love for you |
| With some grand imaginings |
| In the Fruit and Veg |
| The eagle |
| The gliding death angel |
| A lonely young boy herds some cattle |
| Lord, I know that even in impossibilities You are able to act |
| Freedom (in answer to A.G. Visser) |
| Tracks (in answer to A.G. Visser) |
| She flees from me (in answer to Sir Thomas Wyatt) |
| My mistress’ eyes (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| When nothing anymore brings me peace |
| The veldt is all around me |
| A Cheetah |
| On a spoor |
| Your dressing table in the hall |
| The lemon |
| Old photographs |
| The darkness cannot quench |
| You are gone, gone from my life |
| In a world apart from this |
| Another Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries (in reply to A.E. Housman) |
| Almighty God, creator of everything (in reply to Breyten Breytenbach) |
| That pain exists is necessary Lord (in reply to Breyten Breytenbach) |
| Odysseus |
| Achilles at Troy |
| So that meaning gets an own reality |
| May I offer her a single rose |
| You are always flowering in an endless spring (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| I see the red pink nebulas of Orion |
| At the time that my two cars were stolen |
| But who knows? |
| Jesus in the suburb |
| The Anglo Boer war |
| The Voortrekker (in answer to Tony Harrison) |
| Young Koekemoer (in reply to A. Brodrick) |
| Sun and shadows fall splashing over me |
| Past Beaufort West |
| You were like a angel surrounded with sunshine |
| Church going |
| The altar |
| Let Your judgement fall |
| To spring (in reply to John Keats) |
| To summer (in reply to John Keats) |
| During that golden spring |
| Spring (in answer to Gerard Manley Hopkins) |
| In sheer beauty my mistress’ eyes exceeds the sun (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| The day is dying in a local town |
| Nights and days (in answer to T.S. Eliot) |
| Ode to the sun |
| The Ballade of André Stander |
| Seagulls |
| Lineage (in answer to Ted Hughes) |
| Black was everything without any light (in answer to Ted Hughes) |
| The Black Crow (in answer to Ted Hughes) |
| Now do your worst |
| Be truly kind |
| I know the depth of love |
| Music thumped out of the minibus taxi rank |
| Neighbours you would like to miss |
| I have seen them on the freeway |
| When love in time decays |
| That you were once unkind now brings tranquillity |
| That you have taken her from me |
| Thunderstorm |
| On the other side of yesterday and today |
| I see You in everything |
| In a far off summer |
| A bottle of wolf’s poison |
| Flashbacks |
| The storm between the two of us |
| Remember |
| Axis |
| The wizard |
| A story true at times (in answer to Marge Piercy) |
| Red riding hood |
| With age gripping (Limerick) |
| The true blessing of spring (limerick) |
| Did His hand plant every scrub? (Limerick) |
| During a power failure (limerick) |
| When I visit schools for prize giving (limerick) |
| Yellow, bright and brash wherever I see |
| To Heinrich |
| Rugby football hero |
| The Rugby player |
| No secrets do any mirror reveal |
| Since power is in the hand of destiny |
| Let I get my thoughts |
| Many voices sing a song (in answer to HA Fagan) |
| The beginning of spring |
| Spring: First rain |
| Were winter fires swept |
| When the divine inspires |
| Here I write about myself |
| Owl |
| In the veldt a spitting cobra is suddenly onto me |
| The ape |
| At a time everything was right, pure and clear (in answer to Ernst van Heerden) |
| The signatory |
| The window |
| Waiting still on a new dawn |
| Nothing can compare with the beauty of spring |
| Love |
| I see them dancing around fires |
| The disarmed |
| The revealing |
| Cain |
| Judas |
| I, the Unknown Soldier |
| I, the Unknown Soldier |
| Give the command for Your war |
| Police intimidation |
| When eight policemen flocked around me |
| In every thing |
| It’s already in vain |
| My Lord I pray |
| My Lord I pray |
| Thunderstorm |
| The dance of the wind |
| Kemp Owyne |
| The hammer’s tale |
| The Leviathan |
| When time takes its toll |
| It is quite clear that winter is near |
| When the breeze on the sea and land is strong |
| Sweet smelling afternoon |
| The farmer and his wife (Sestina) |
| Previously we were together |
| Years of life |
| Helderberg Hill (Sestina) |
| Helderberg Hill (Sestina) |
| Helderberg Hill (Sestina) |
| In spring and summer you were mine |
| I dare not fill my heart with anguish |
| Uvongo beach |
| While on weekend pass |
| The shattered town |
| My buddies (a reply to Boris Slutsky) |
| In a rural district God has created the most lovely rose |
| At Hout Bay the fishing trawler sails out |
| Now it is winter when trees are skeleton |
| Three wise men |
| Trees bend in the breeze |
| A Christmas prayer |
| It was on a dark night |
| A Christmas Carol |
| Christmas |
| How much I wanted you to come |
| How much I wanted you to come |
| It is as if she is lost |
| The Bushman |
| The Afterbirth |
| Madonna portrait |
| We found a new religion |
| Three prayers during spring |
| Four prayers during the yearly seasons in the Highveld |
| New year’s day |
| A new year |
| For days long the rain falls |
| 20th century |
| The carnival of joy |
| Will I write about heroic deeds? |
| Through the eyes of a Field Coronet (Epic) |
| There’s something in your eyes |
| As if it is a jigsaw |
| Peggy Mitchell |
| I saw young men, boys just out of school (Villanelle) |
| I saw young men keeping courage in the grim night (Villanelle) |
| The necklacing (in answer to Geoffrey Haresnape) |
| Rinkhals thoughts |
| Praying mantis |
| Eagle dive |
| A accountant at a transport company |
| Ballade of the guard commander |
| Ballade of the entrepreneur |
| Escape |
| Two people she had been to me |
| Bittersweet day that arrives |
| Easter Hymn (in answer to A.E. Housman) |
| They say my verse is bad (parody) |
| Fancy’s knell (parody) |
| Epitaph on an army of mercenaries (in answer to A.E. Housman) |
| Epithalamium |
| When happiness pounces upon me |
| Sometimes my life feels somewhere between heaven and hell |
| Kisses, girlfriends, women and me |
| Visionary Nicolaas Pieter Johannes Van Rensburg |
| We did not own this country (in answer to Mathews Phosa) |
| What dreams are left to dream? (in answer to Mathews Phosa) |
| Now I pray (in answer to Matthews Phosa) |
| Prayer |
| The avocado tree |
| The sea and I |
| Convictions |
| Romantic conversation |
| Everything between us is black |
| Man |
| To the beauty |
| Who and what I am no one really knows |
| Do not tell me about your love |
| Right between my underpants |
| At magnolia dale |
| A lament for Jeanie |
| A loving dog is a strange thing |
| Is there an Eden somewhere? (in answer to Ina Rousseau) |
| In six days (in answer to Ina Rousseau) |
| Adam en Eve (in answer to Ina Rousseau) |
| Your eyes burn right through my soul |
| What have I got to do? |
| I will take you along to beaches |
| My window is no blank surface |
| Once when I go on God’s way |
| Borders |
| Spotless hands |
| Lucifer (in answer to N. P. van Wyk Louw) |
| The approaching day of judgement (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| By man’s own actions (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| Terrible mathematics (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis.) |
| The widow Viljee |
| The gypsies |
| A dream |
| Leave the holy parables and answer my question |
| How slowly the days creep by |
| When I get images of earlier heroes |
| For too long I am waiting (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| Open letter (parody) |
| Afrikaner genetics (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| Like a light coming in darkness (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| Rain |
| I want to go to the highveld |
| We are confined |
| Apocalypse |
| Servitors of the highest God |
| In the inner square |
| What will others know? |
| Full moon |
| To Felix |
| The emptiness deep inside |
| Sunday afternoon at the monument (parody) |
| A three double session on a Sunday in Cape Town (parody) |
| Your love is wicked (parody) |
| Rodeo Riders |
| People lived their lives |
| Here now John Keats, I salute you |
| Even the smallest wild flower (in answer to Bonaventure Hinwood) |
| When I go to the mountains (in answer to Bonaventure Hinwood) |
| The paladin |
| Orion |
| Playing solo |
| Like a sailboat on a lake |
| If you walk with me on the promenade |
| From a broken relationship to friendship |
| On a windy night (in answer to T.S. Eliot) |
| Night was coming |
| Searching |
| When the fallibility of life hits you |
| War and peace (in answer to Virgil and C. Day Lewis) |
| There’s an anarchic element in me |
| Here I am, a man that is world-weary (in answer to T.S. Eliot) |
| Calculating |
| The dream merchants |
| The power of words |
| If what I feel in my heart is true |
| I remember a summer |
| A Psalm |
| I have thrown words beloved |
| In no poems I can find something |
| On the road to Emmaus |
| When I look upon a world |
| The stuffed men |
| Because I do not wish to hope again |
| Today is autumn, winter and summer |
| The red breasted dove |
| When I drive through Laingsburg |
| Where and when does freedom really come? |
| The peace cannot last |
| The accused |
| Come drink from unending waters (in answer to A. E. Housman) |
| I promise everything (parody) |
| He could not stay with me (parody) |
| While bells at twilight toll (parody) |
| The mill-stream rushes by (parody) |
| Morning song |
| There’s a dragon fly |
| I had to forsake the world of my childhood |
| The winter is coming |
| Sometimes it’s as if my childhood days comes back |
| Maybe from the beginning I am like a child |
| Like a child in a garden |
| Heidelberg recollections |
| Gideon Scheepers (Terzanelle ) |
| Commandant Gideon Scheepers |
| Fusillade |
| On the square |
| The trip back |
| Grey land traveller |
| I cannot leave my country |
| We fell in love with the land |
| Marginal notes at our own time |
| Late autumn |
| Fishing for carp |
| Coals glowing orange red |
| Living in a world of our own |
| On a Durban street at twilight |
| Forced Song (parody) |
| The monster |
| If you keep straying with unhappiness (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| If people fabricate situations (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| Smoke and poker (parody |
| While the summer sun burns fiercely over us (in answer to Koos A. Kombuis) |
| I write because I want to |
| Home invasion |
| The state of the nation (in answer to T.T. Cloete and Clinton V. du Plessis) |
| Focus on Springs |
| It is as if you are here with me |
| I miss you |
| To have you with me |
| The guard |
| We were on patrol in the desert |
| The Bushman tracker |
| Wanting to know if I am all right? |
| Roses |
| I want you to know |
| I am writing a poem to you |
| Dad, you were a true Afrikaner in your heart |
| Conversation |
| Dad, sometimes when I dream |
| In my thoughts we sit on the veranda |
| You say that love like ours lasts forever |
| Enchanting with words |
| Grandpa Danie Brand |
| Grandma Lenie Brand |
| Johannesburg 1965 |
| Hurry up and wait |
| Where they had passed |
| I saw an enemy soldier smoking |
| At the salt march |
| Skimmers |
| Oaks |
| Awaiting execution (in answer to Dikobe wa Mogale) |
| Rain |
| Sunrise over Edenvale |
| Blessed are those (in answer to Dikobe wa Mogale) |
| Baptism of fire (in answer to Dikobe wa Mogale) |
| Chameleon |
| Puff-adder |
| Cattle in the rain |
| Near the old chestnut tree |
| When I once knew |
| Lament on a sweetheart |
| And now I see the sun |
| I saw men and women bowing down (in answer to Musaemura Zimunya) |
| Pretoria (in answer to Mongale Serote) |
| As if everything is burning to black (in answer to Mongane Serote) |
| Thinning out |
| Drought |
| Prayer for a ruined earth |
| We have just arrived |
| The marsh |
| Beyond the days of yore |
| David (in answer to Johan Steyn) |
| If birth (in answer to Johan Steyn) |
| Psychiatry or is it not? (parody) |
| Nobody dared him (a reply to Kevin Myhill) |
| In Nagasaki |
| Nuclear bomb on Hiroshima |
| Nuclear bomb on Hiroshima |
| Hiroshima almost returning |
| I saw more than a dozen of the bomb of bombs being loaded |
| Now |
| Let me adore you for much more |
| How I love thee |
| Leaves |
| The secret war that is raging in South Africa |
| Signs of the time |
| Chernobyl |
| The end of this planet |
| A dying soldier |
| Just another flight |
| The night is full of brown Ratel armoured cars |
| Trench charge |
| A birthday |
| Poem on my birthday |
| Time passes him (English ballade) |
| It’s April |
| Five ballades with a prologue |
| What did I know? |
| The grocery store |
| Start of a home invasion |
| From a confined perspective |
| For Lina Spies |
| The small writer |
| The hunting party |
| A hunting expedition |
| At the hunting lodge |
| There isn’t always meaning |
| In each and every new day |
| Caryatids |
| Grave desecration |
| Requiem for a rainy day |
| Wind bride |
| Seasons |
| And the island said |
| The exiles |
| The girl |
| We fit into each other |
| You lay naked on the bed |
| There is a moment in time |
| They were only doing their duty (Two ballades with a prologue) |
| Do not accept |
| God full of mercy |
| It is not that God has no pity (in answer to Yehuda Amichai) |
| Only darkness |
| Hard contact lenses |
| The dentist thing |
| They came in the middle of the night (in reply to Daniel P. Kunene) |
| On the island |
| The coastline did not need the poem |
| Carnations in the garden |
| Sage |
| Pink roses |
| That Easter weekend on the way home |
| Easter song: 2011 |
| The temptations |
| On the day that they nailed Him to a cross |
| Once on a hill |
| When she stood at the empty grave |
| The message to Mary Magdalene |
| In who do you believe: Jesus Christ or the cosmic christ? |
| A few Anku’s |
| Haiku’s at the end of a relationship |
| Space haiku’s |
| Haiku’s of love |
| Dodoitsu love poems |
| Nature tankas |
| Tankas about Namaqualand |
| Water (Oriko) |
| Brand (Oriko) |
| At a utter lost in my own country (in answer to Kelwyn Sole) |
| Memory to Eugène Terreblancé at Rooigrond prison |
| Between bright stars one had lost its way |
| When he walked into his cell |
| The parade |
| To true heroes |
| The Battle of Cuito Cuanavale |
| Hitler deliberates with himself |
| Prayer of a prisoner in a extermination camp |
| Beneath a cherry tree |
| Africa (in reply to William Shakespeare) |
| If my years are drawing to their end (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| Twenty years have flown ( in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| Even if this summer is like none before (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| Next to me you lie peaceful and quiet |
| While the storm outside is quieting down |
| To make something beautiful |
| You draw beautifully with your pencil |
| When the mountain with all its peaks are aflame |
| Mary from Nazareth |
| Eastern Transvaal |
| No longer can you brake my logical reasoning |
| When the month of March comes |
| Thoughts about a child that does not exist |
| Poem for a child that was never conceived |
| Heinrich |
| I cannot save you from yourself |
| What hope for man when his time is spend |
| The poor bugger doesn’t even know what he is into |
| Love expresses itself nevertheless |
| When time glides by and days past into night |
| Love stays true |
| The old mine |
| Van der Decken |
| There are times |
| On manoeuvres |
| In the backyard a cock crows |
| Sometimes I long |
| In the city |
| To my lost one (villanelle) |
| If you come to stay with me |
| The morning is cobalt blue (Persian Quatrain) |
| At the beginning of a new life |
| About love |
| Persian Quatrains of a comrade-in-arms |
| Persian Quatrains for Jeanie |
| Marina |
| Experiences at church |
| When darkness stretched out through the universe |
| A country |
| We will not escape from this hell |
| God of our fathers |
| To me you are the breath |
| When all others are gone |
| To me my love, you never can get old |
| To someone that I loved |
| In the time that it takes to park a cream coloured car |
| Notes about the situation in our country |
| When the winter cold comes |
| When love destroys with pain |
| That mysterious connection |
| When the thud of sounds cross through the night hours |
| I had been lost deep into the big city (free verse pantoum) |
| Early morning when the first rays fall (pantoum) |
| The garden in the hillocks (Tartoum) |
| Where the baobab tree finger points |
| Rock rabbits on the hillock |
| When the sky domes dull blue |
| When the mountain with all its peaks are ablaze (pantoum) |
| Recognition |
| Not a yellow or blue iris |
| A bouquet for you |
| Civet |
| Snare |
| Pioneer dwelling |
| A Ducktail called Stan |
| The Patriot |
| The white man blues |
| In every dream you are with me |
| With change comes pain |
| I want you to stay because you want to |
| Nothing will be as wonderful |
| Far too many times I have baked in hot armour (Fay Slimm form) |
| After you left (Fay Slimm form) |
| Unbearable things (Fay Slimm form / decanelle) |
| To the enemy 47th FAPLA / Cuban brigade (Fay Slimm form / decanelle) |
| At a burnt out double storey house (Fay Slimm form / decanelle) |
| Finding God in a relationship |
| Farming |
| Lord, how easily we keep You responsible |
| When the summer sun covers us |
| When the first heat comes |
| When the winter strip trees |
| On this disintegrating earth |
| The secretary-bird |
| A gigantic bee of a thing |
| There’s a male baboon loose in town |
| At a enemy airfield |
| Minefield |
| Melting |
| Seventh Heaven (triolets) |
| With time your voice grew faint |
| Recognition |
| The road ahead dissolved into dust |
| With your soft lips |
| While night animals were frolicking around outside |
| The young man |
| She’s a forget-me-not |
| Witchcraft |
| Do not tell me about your love [2] |
| Mother is upset |
| At dusk the old zinc roof creaks |
| News report |
| Killed is what had been between us once |
| Beneath stars we could find silences |
| Memories of eighty-five |
| Now is the time of our awakening |
| Serenity |
| The farmer |
| My apocryphal Song of Songs |
| A wreath of sonnets to a sweetheart |
| In the Highveld |
| Maybe it is love |
| Something about the girl called spring (Sonnet Corona) |
| My love outshines the summer sun (Sonnet Corona) |
| How do I love you? |
| Far too little I know |
| To you whom I love more than myself (Sonnet Redoublé) |
| Mother and child |
| Lord, help us to lead a life |
| Why this world exists (in answer to Louis Esterhuizen) |
| Beauty like hers (Sonnet Corona) |
| On a close-up of Louis Esterhuizen, on his verse novel “die onderwaterweg,” (the underwater way) |
| On cold winter nights |
| Cloudburst (terzanelle) |
| Now is the winter with trees stripped naked |
| The kissing from above (parody) |
| Things at a time were simple |
| Two people separate |
| Dream woman |
| You are caught in moments |
| I am going to kiss her (parody) |
| The new Pretoria |
| Still drops fall |
| Macabre dance (in reply to W.H Auden) |
| Almighty God (in reply to Louis Esterhuizen) |
| In a foreign country at a third rate hotel (parody) |
| A Frightening dream (parody) |
| What a big misunderstanding |
| Ages flicker in the hot fire |
| About love I had been very naive |
| On a close-up of Louis Esterhuizen, on his poem “Winnie” |
| Morning walk (parody) |
| The river |
| Just before the Demonia hurricane |
| The crowded street |
| Right refined tine ore (parody) |
| Antitheses (parody) |
| Totenlieder |
| Love & Girl (Argonelle) |
| The witnessing of tears (Quotella) |
| Berry bush (parody) |
| Bouquet (parody) |
| This morning the rain is sieving down |
| The city lights |
| The jump |
| It isn’t winter |
| Habitation (in answer to Margaret Atwood) |
| An abandoned bundle (in answer to Mbuyiseni Oswald Mtshali) |
| In a divided shelter on the ground (parody) |
| Theatre enactment (parody) |
| The seventh day (in answer to Louis Esterhuizen) |
| It was a living guard (parody) |
| On a day that felt like any other |
| The darkness was enveloping her |
| In spring |
| When I look at you |
| Maybe I had forever been lonely |
| Have I told you? |
| You are the one that brings joy to me |
| Last night (Rondeau Redoublé) |
| A poet tried to shackle my words |
| When I found the words |
| I write |
| Cosmos |
| Red carnations |
| When the irises bloomed at the end of summer |
| In water tray (dectina refrain) |
| Experiences with God |
| Little black girl |
| They hide behind their kind of democracy |
| Sometimes it feels as if I am not really living |
| Two towers lie as rubble |
| Nüremberg |
| Inhumanity still like before, marches on |
| My clothes, my shoes fit from the shelve |
| Can this be love? |
| While spring is turning into summer |
| The fog on the hillocks melts away (in answer to Sylvia Plath) |
| Hail |
| A nest of wasps |
| John the Baptist at the river Jordan |
| Monstrosities that I observe among Christians |
| Every night when darkness comes |
| Late afternoon |
| Thunder stroke |
| When leaves in August |
| Departing time of the swallows |
| Hour of twilight |
| It could have been Eden |
| When we played Eden in the willow lane |
| You, my love are the one |
| You came as my delivery |
| Change me God almighty |
| I am astounded by His strange love |
| A token |
| The ecstasy |
| What greatness did we experience? |
| Love explicitly |
| Her body language is possessive |
| On the bed she lies stretched out almost naked, |
| She wants body language |
| The first night |
| At times my whole life feels in disorder |
| Sometimes it feels as a eternity back |
| On a night where stars flamed |
| I am searching for a verse |
| In no big perception |
| More than memories, feelings and knowledge |
| There’s an inaccessibility |
| Outside the August wind is playing |
| Daybreak is a glowing bright ball |
| With every glance at the world around us |
| Revelation |
| When things change lightning quick |
| Early evening when dusk was falling |
| I was a skinny child |
| The early evening before worship |
| With your bright presence |
| When age |
| Before the final darkness |
| Mowing the lawn |
| The jungle sneaks in the yard |
| Meteorology |
| In the darkness of the night |
| Nocturne |
| Nocturne 2 |
| This morning at the barbershop |
| Street hawker |
| Going home |
| No winter will destroy the coming spring |
| Thoughts of you and me at Langebaan |
| Our love is immune to decay |
| When aloofness crackle in silence |
| Far too many tears |
| Maybe it’s a harsh lesson |
| My Peggy Mitchell (Chant Royal) |
| Spring (So suddenly she appears) |
| When leaves fall in autumn |
| Winter (There is a fear clinging to you) |
| Constantly I wonder how can I be part of it? |
| Every morning when the day begins |
| I want to pray |
| When the darkest darkness fall over me |
| How much do you still love me? |
| I would again want a relationship with you |
| For the one that I love |
| There’s sometimes a silence |
| Sometimes it feels |
| Mere existence (in answer to Breyten Breytenbach) |
| My requiem |
| Fleetingly it hanged in beauty |
| Outside the first spring rain is falling |
| There is a darkness where you hide |
| Early in the morn (Diminished Hexaverse) |
| Enchantment (Nonet) |
| H.F. Verwoerd |
| Desmond Mpilo Tutu |
| Freedom (in answer to Willem Fransman (junior)) |
| Madeline |
| Minette, once I had been blessed |
| A dirge for Minette |
| Winter (parody) |
| The expelled farmer (parody) |
| There the river is bridged (in answer to fanie olivier) |
| When the sun was throwing its last rays on the earth |
| The autumn that suddenly gambol recklessly |
| In that bewitching summer (in answer to Wium van Zyl) |
| In all of my life |
| Morning breaks magnificently |
| You may be a realist |
| How is possible that dreams here are broken? (in answer to fanie olivier) |
| There’s a black child (in answer to fanie olivier) |
| Shocking |
| Emily Hobhouse |
| Napoleon Bonaparte |
| Odysseus: I have travelled over the raging sea |
| We are constantly searching |
| There are times |
| As we go into our tomorrows |
| Let us meet face to face |
| With eyes far greener than the sea |
| Since Adam laid his eyes on Eve |
| Sometimes thunder draws |
| Lingering, a feather is blown around and around |
| Messiah (in answer to fanie olivier) |
| A new spring (in answer to Ernst van Heerden) |
| There are times, my darling |
| When winter started in May |
| Your voice |
| First blossoms |
| There are waves breaking foaming around me |
| Stars from the porch |
| Another theology |
| Poor soul |
| A great master poet wrote |
| Your smile glitters with beauty |
| Too sparsely the light falls |
| I can only tell you how great the world seemed (rispetto) |
| While you are with me |
| I am tossed into a wretched life |
| I love you with a man’s selfishness |
| The Fall of Paradise |
| Sandpiper |
| Glory |
| The darkness comes quick |
| A sudden stare |
| I once looked at a face |
| The perfect girl |
| The red ball (Crystalline) |
| My fingers want to pick the bright stars (Crystalline) |
| The rain splashes soft against my cheek (Crystalline) |
| When the wind embrace me caressing (Crystalline) |
| I die of self |
| Only God I do see |
| If my oppression has no end |
| You were the one |
| I send to you |
| We met in a restaurant in Pretoria |
| Ozymandias (in reply to Percy Bysshe Shelley) |
| An African experience (in reply to Agostinho Neto) |
| They may try to sensor my poetry |
| I wrote a verse and thought no more |
| Moving |
| There’s a light breeze |
| In the distance lightning is falling |
| The masked ball (koan) |
| Love does not keep to seasons |
| If loving in your eyes I see |
| Break of day |
| That’s a childless Madonna staring lifelike |
| South Africa, my country |
| My country is in ruins |
| How I long again for a time |
| The harsh cursing of dogs |
| I wonder what has happened? |
| Your works display your righteousness |
| I will not loose my grip |
| There was a particular day |
| The first time |
| Maybe all of life is caught in brilliant moments |
| Forever |
| The great game massacre |
| Ballade of the headless man |
| Dick King |
| There is a void |
| Unmask me |
| There was a time |
| Lovely girls lying stretched out everywhere |
| Toddlers |
| The games that we play |
| There is a troublesome state of mind (triolet) |
| Whenever you away from me to stray (triolet) |
| Your name will not carry another meaning for me |
| Rhyme |
| She is lovely (French / Dutch roundel) (in answer to Dorothy Parker) |
| Parable for a certain treasurer (allegory) |
| I cannot avoid you |
| While I dig in the garden |
| At times you are full of love (rondeau) |
| You came to me in serenity (rondeau redouble) |
| When you left my life |
| How vulnerable and defenceless man is |
| Children with soap bubbles |
| To Sylvia Plath |
| At a time when you wanted to leave on a bright morning (villanelle) |
| Witchcraft |
| Letter from Abélard to Héloïse |
| They went home (terzanelle) (in answer to Maya Angelou) |
| I did not bite the apple to its core (terzanelle) |
| The Bunyip |
| The Zombie |
| The deadly Leviathan |
| The Gaggog |
| Facing the first dragon (sestina) |
| The flower’s name |
| One perfect rose |
| Threnody |
| The small hours |
| Maybe now it’s far too late (in answer to Robert Browning) |
| On her face I see the light play |
| Love and loving |
| The Leviathan |
| It was the worst that life could do |
| Phantom call |
| Rurally God created the loveliest rose |
| Vastly the veldt, the bush stretches out about me (Idyll) (in answer to Sir Philip Sidney) |
| Does the lotus shrink away for everyone? |
| Lovely to his eyes (hybridanelle) |
| Intimations of Immortality (in answer to William Wordsworth) |
| There’s a kind of loveliness (in answer to Percy Bysshe Shelley) |
| Mutability |
| I have seen continents written on faces |
| The sun is hidden (terzanelle) |
| The last day of military leave |
| Wherever destiny falls |
| Johnny goes to war |
| To become a soldier (didactic) |
| Somewhere near the Lomba River |
| Experiences during war |
| To her who once loved me |
| When the sun goes down late in the afternoon (anaphora poem) |
| Maybe love has something similar to lightning |
| I dreamt of walking in a lovely garden |
| It was the kind of summer day |
| It was a winter bringing despair |
| The waning moon |
| I saw it myself (short verse drama) |
| Demond Mpilo Tutu |
| Do you believe in: Jesus Christ or the cosmic christ? |
| Earth’s cycle of love |
| You are lovely |
| You that I love as my very own |
| To be in the veldt |
| The day that the first rain comes in spring |
| Far over the city |
| Ode to spring |
| How great the palace stands |
| God and man (Double Tetractys) |
| Transience (tetractys) |
| Endless God (double tetractys as a cycle or mirror image) |
| When intimacy is past |
| How much |
| Unfortunately from experience I do know |
| The days will fly far too quickly (in answer to Dorothy Parker) |
| Sunny day upon sunny day |
| Another kind of Epitaph |
| The enchantress |
| There were late afternoons |
| In a dark night of a Cape winter |
| Cape Town days |
| Missing her… (sextilla / sestet) |
| At a time I did truly love (sextilla / sestet) |
| I see you walk away and disappear |
| It is in Provence that we are dancing |
| With leaping spray the sea explodes |
| Running on the beach |
| Langebaan |
| At the very end of night |
| During that sunny summer |
| There are times |
| On a romantic night |
| Write me a few words… |
| Take my hand (ZaniLa Rhyme) |
| Silent whispers |
| Outside the spring is blossoming |
| She unexpectedly came my way |
| To the evening primrose |
| From the moment when life found substance |
| My body is the temple of His love |
| Without change our God exists |
| I saw a man (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| Submission (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| White mine worker’s song (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| Work |
| She has got the most beautiful eyes |
| At the river (englyn lleddfbroest ) |
| Rotting food |
| The day they robbed my car (englyn cyrch) (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| Motorbike riding |
| Home invasion (englyn milwr) (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| Awakening |
| Armed robbery (englyn penfyr) |
| After the robbery of a car |
| Poetess in labour (englyn proest dalgron) |
| Setting up a fence |
| Queuing at a primitive bus stop (englyn proest gadwynog) |
| The condemned prisoner (englyn unodle crwca) |
| When the sun suddenly stopped |
| Home invasion by black thugs (englyn unodle union) |
| There comes a time, to us and to the city |
| There is a day in April |
| When a summer day begins |
| When she already catches a Putco bus at four |
| So very subtle and cunningly (Italian sonnet) |
| On the mountain slope |
| Demolishing |
| Vagrant |
| I have a house against the sugar-bush hillocks |
| Might I find you again? (Italian sonnet) |
| Witchcraft: I see myself reflected (Italian sonnet) |
| Where are you my darling? |
| Love, an almost incomprehensible thing |
| There is something to love (French sonnet) |
| Long jumper |
| Under a merciless sun |
| A horseman at night |
| From severe sorrow he almost went mad |
| Your gaze is full of ice (Wyatt sonnet) |
| Death ended everything (Wyatt sonnet) |
| How devoured by disconcert and totally vulnerable you can be |
| As we walked upon the unspoiled beach (Spenserian sonnet) |
| On a spoor in the desert (English sonnet) |
| Volleys of shots rang out as we stormed (English sonnet) |
| Nightmares (English sonnet) |
| No new horizons catches his eyes |
| As previously advantaged, now disadvantaged |
| In Springs |
| Misfortune of a Aurora East Rand mineworker |
| God is the only shepherd to me (in answer to L.R.) |
| Let us first care about our own people (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| The day they robbed me of my life (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| Blood River (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| Innocent white civilian people were slaughtered (in answer to Don Mattera) |
| From a world of darkness |
| Where the world hits me down (Kyrielle) |
| Lord, you have got my country in your hand |
| The essence of love (English sonnet) |
| If ever that which is between us dies (English sonnet) |
| How do I love you? |
| When our love is true (Sonnet Corona) |
| A brown rock-pigeon, flutters just past the porch |
| The marsh land |
| When days get long (Sonnet Corona) |
| A never ending kind of intimate thing |
| The darkness falls like a shadow over you (in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| Up on Helderberg hill in a vast pine forest |
| With blazing, electric blue thunder |
| Sometimes I loose my words |
| I remember you as you were in the winter |
| In the early afternoons like morning glories |
| Like a sun-bird that is drunk with nectar |
| Drunk with the bliss of your kisses |
| Even the romantic twilight is lost to us (in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| Rising so low as if falling from the sky (in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| In you I find the beginning of each new day |
| There are numerous things that I find (in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| The rain platter against the closed window (in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| In your smiles and gleaming eyes |
| Daily you are so part of me (in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| Your presence is strange but familiar |
| We are separate and yet I love you |
| I see you move with the agility of a deer ( in answer to Pablo Neruda) |
| At times I can loose myself in sadness |
| The song of despair |
| Like all things with time roses whither away (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| As long as there is love (in answer to William Shakespeare) |
| A song of sadness |
| Testament |
| The boundless blue sky |
| Nature’s philosophy (Novelinee) |
| I look up at the stars |
| To Arthur Pendragon |
| Arthur Pendragon about Excalibur (Novelinee) |
| Sir Lancelot du Lac about Queen Guinevere Pendragon (Novelinee) |
| Heloise to Peter Abelard |
| Letter from Peter Abelard to Heloise |
| Abelard cries while he is writing |
| In my life my words have lost power (Novelinee) |
| I want to sleep with the same innocence |
| We do live as children of light (kyrielle) |
| From this city I want to escape (Free verse Quatern) |
| Enemy tracks (Quatern) |
| Situation report on a reconnaissance expedition |
| Insertion (in answer to Pieter Strauss) |
| May God forever be praised |
| If there is something more (in answer to Edgar Allan Poe) (Novelinee sequence) |
| To me His presence is a mystery (Collins Sestet) |
| In some fields of grass under the hills (sestina) |
| The first dragon (sestina) |
| Helderberg Hill (Sestina) |
| The farmer and his wife (Sestina) |
| Radiating you smile at me |
| There is the smell of rain in the air (Novelinee) |
| False Bay (Collins sestet) |
| To a Queen (in answer to Alfred Lord Tennyson) (pastiche) |
| Commandant Gideon Scheepers [2] |
| Salmon van As |
| Maybe I know my history a little bit better than you do (in answer to Sipho Sepamla) |
| The magic of His designs |
| Glory to God (Curtal sonnet) |
| Lord, You are the Captain of my soul (in answer to William Ernest Henley) |
| There was a dark night |
| The autumn is in the leaves |
| Some girls like roses or carnations |
| I do believe that love lasts forever (Tritina) |
| Words from a husband to a wife (Envelope couplet sestets) |
| About a daisy (Balassi stanza) |
| Marigolds (Novelinee) |
| Mary, from Nazareth |
| Christmas child |
| When Christmas comes |
| Now that the year is growing kind of old (Envelope couplet sestets) |
| Christmas (Tuckerman sonnet) |
| Another kind of Christmas (Stave stanza sestets) |
| Love alters not |
| Even if they are only bringing pain (Novelinee) |
| When in history, stories and poems I read (Sonnet Corona) |
| A snowflake (Tritina) |
| When purple petals show (Balassi stanza) |
| Morning Glories (Balassi stanza) |
| Anemone (Balassi stanza) |
| Once we were kindred spirits (Novelinee Sequence) |
| There are white flowers in her hair |
| When fantasy is totally gone (in answer to Mandi Engelbrecht) |
| Another year will pass |
| The year is revived in new blossoms |
| Country that is so own to me (in answer to Lina Spies) |
| South Africa is also my country |
| A Paean for my country |
| When the world changes (Envelope couplet sestets) |
| Into the happy new year (Catena Rondo) |
| At Headquarters |
| Damocles |
| My lost love |
| The first time I loved |
| The raven (in answer to Edgar Allan Poe) |
| The road ahead was meandering |
| The road back home |
| The journey |
| Far too often into my dreams you have dwelled (requiescat) |
| Coda |
| If she do not love me, or regard me (Collins Sestets) |
| Roses (Enclosed Triplet) |
| The Cassinga jump (Enclosed Triplet) |
| What extraordinary circumstance brought me? (Enclosed Triplet) |
| Reconnaissance Commando night patrol (Novelinee) |
| A war story |
| Insertion (Enclosed Triplet) |
| When you tell me how much you do love me (Collins Sestets) |
| Some silence hanged wordless between us |
| An eternal kind of love (Enclosed Triplet) |
| I want to go back to the veldt again (Rondel Prime) |
| Powerless surprised and blinded |
| Across the road the veldt stretches out wide |
| Stereotype |
| Then I longed back to my own place |
| In far too many numbers they rise (in answer to Maya Angelou) |
| At the front gate (Rondelet) |
| In flesh and blood |
| If you know |
| Maybe I am already somewhat half-forgotten (roundel) |
| Life is not what it seem (wreathed quatrains) (in answer to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) |
| God have pity (roundel) |
| Of winged things (Corona of wreathed quatrains) |
| The joys of spring (Un-wreathed quatrains) |
| With every sunny day coming in this summer |
| On a island in the sun (roundel) |
| If you had been mine (roundel) |
| If she did know about my love for her (in answer to Sara Teasdale) (Roundel) |
| To the crew of a shot-out Ratel of 61 Mechanised Bn Grp (rondine) |
| Military visit to a rural village (rondine) |
| From the holy fire that should never die (rondine) |
| When I love my worlds starts to stagger |
| When moment synchronizes with moment |
| The nude swim (rondine) |
| The real depths of love we do not know (roundelay) |
| He is caught in time |
| We live, work and play (roundelay) |
| The farewell of Aeneas from Dido |
| Drip (wreath sonnet) |
| Fishing for Snoek (Un-wreath sonnet) |
| On the hunt (ABCEDARIAN) |
| It has come to the time (Chiasmus) |
| Thunder (cinquain) |
| Sorry (Pleiades) |
| Hope (Pleiades) |
| Freedom (Pleiades) |
| More pretty than a flower |
| In a world of nothingness you bring bliss (rondel) |
| In thoughts today… (Rondelet) |
| Samson (cavatina) |
| On an army of rebelling mercenaries (rondel) (in answer to A.E. Housman) |
| Great darkness came amit the sunny blaze (cavatina) |
| Thunder touched (cavatina sequence) |
| Hovering I saw a redbreast and a wren (roundelay) |
| There is a swimming pool in a small town (Orléans rondel prime) |
| During war’s manmade darkness (cavatina) (in answer to Dylan Thomas) |
| The slaughter of the little lambs |
| On military leave during war (cavatina) |
| As I had a walk on the path over the hill (roundelay) |
| Far too many aspens are now felled (cavatina) |
| I know the harsh wilderness (roundelay) |
| With you somewhat unfamiliar |
| How do I love you? (cavatina) |
| We were ignorant, loved each other (cavatina) |
| She flees from me (cavatina sequence) |
| To my first love (cavatina sequence) |
| A Litany (cavatina sequence) |
| May the presence of God be between us (cavatina) |
| The divine presence (cavatina sequence) |
| My redeemer, advocate and father (cavatina) |
| Too quickly (cavatina) |
| While that night was darker than anything (cavatina sequence) |
| As a pretty butterfly that flutters (cavatina sequence) |
| The old savage dream again was back |
| The decimation of the 47th Cuban / FAPLA Brigade (cavatina) |
| Playing Mig roulette (cavatina) |
| Days are now hotter than they were before (rondel prime) |
| Early summer |
| Nightingales (roundelay) |
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