Sunday 25 May 2008

Die Weggooi Baba


Soos 'n toets resep
moer 'n klomp goed bymekaar
Mix it up
Gooi dit in 'n bakpan
en sit dit in 'n halfkoue oond
Laat dit bak vir so uur of wat
- òf totdat dit soos 'n koek lyk -
Gryp dit uit die oond
nét voor dit swart verbrand
sonder 'n vadoek
en blameer die verdomde koek
vir jòù verbrande vingers
Drùk rosyntjies ìn - sommer van bo af
met jou vingers
en tierlantyntjies:
Druk kersies ìn
langs die kante dan lyk dit soos 'n rokkie
Ek haat rosyntjies!
Eks 'n chocolate koek!
Smeer my met caramel kondensmelk!
nie fokken rosyntjies en tierlantyntjies nie!
Druk die koek op die tafel
voor die kinders in
Gee vir hulle koffie en tee
En nou
is jy verbaas hulle wil dit níé hê nie
wantdit is sleg!
(Dis fokken rosyntjies wat
jy daar ingedruk het jou...)
Moer die hele blerrie koek in die drom
- want dit het hard geword
van weke se staan -
sonder iemand se eet
En nou lyk dit te sleg
nie eers room kan dit verberg
Die voëls, swerwers, bergies,a
sblikkrappers, hongeres - hulle
sal dit eet as julle dan nie
wil nie.
Die Les
Soek 'n boek met die resep in
Kry die regte bestanddele
en volg die resep(haal die koek op die regte tyd uit die oond uit
én gebruik warmlappies.)
Versier die koek met caramel kondensmelk
of iets anders wat lekker is
EN MOENIE FLIPPEN ROSYNTJIES
IN 'N CHOCOLATE KOEK INDRUK NIE
'n Chocolate Koek is 'n chocolate koek
vir 'n rede! Dis nie 'n rosyntjie
koek nie - dis 'n chocolate koek!!
Aanvaar dit so, versier dit so,
geniet dit so... los LOS die
fokken rosyntjies vir die
vrugtekoek... (geen wonder daar's
sjerrie in nie - om die verdomde
rosyne te verberg!)

Sunday 18 May 2008

I want


I want to smile with you
and hold your hand while
we walk on the beach

I want to hold you tight
I want to hold you every night
I want to touch your hair
and give you loving long stare

I want to pinch your sexy butt
(vat aan jou mooi gat!)
I want to wink at you from
across the room
I want my heart to never stop
going boom

I want to talk to you for hours
and show you my hero powers
I want to keep you in my heart

(till death do us part)

Conversation

Long long nights
hours & hours
At every chance
At every glance
A mouthful of words
A crater full of messages

Do you also get excited
when the postman arrives?
Even if you know its just
bills?
How do you like receiving
RECEIVING an e-mail
or a text?

It keeps us alive and well
otherwise life is lonesome & hell
Its the essence of our being
It gives life meaning

conversation

Broke Back


You’r my Broke Back
You’re my lifelong love
I cannot have

You’r the only one I love
too much… to expose you to me

You’r my misery and sadness
& my anger
You’r my guardian angel
and my best friend
my only friend

You see me like no-one does
even beyond my deepest
darkest depths
You love me - or something

You’ve become my life - line
my blood transfusion
my last hope in a dark world
my sunshine in an everlasting
dark sky

Thursday 8 May 2008

The soldier who took his hat off


Keep your hat on – its bullet proof
Yes, Captain, I’m just
scratching my ear

The conversation stopped
Lost
His body fell to the ground
empty
Blood Sprays out of the bullet hole in his head
the sign
he is no longer useful
His Loss
immediate

Move on
Walk on
to the next conversation
No time to mourn - machine
You have to fight
to win the war first

Then you can think about what
you just saw


Promises


Promises like words
have no significance in life
They are created and spoken
or even written
But until they are implemented
their only impact is
hurt & disappointment

You lost me…

U called me insecure
That killed me
U didn’t want me in or
near your territory – UR LOVER
WAS STILL IN IT & I WAS
(and never would be) NOT WELCOME

U ‘cared’ for me – as long as it
Was on your terms! Not according
to what’s best for my needs – that
did not count in this equation!

U couldn’t stand me – by yourself
U hid me as far away and as
often as you could!
U betrayed me – but it wasn’t your
fault
U promised……
- never to hurt me again
- so many empty promises
- U did not keep them
U used me - to get what you want
- to drive you around
- to be your escort when you needed
To show off
U denied me - when it was
inconvenient
U hated my roots before you
even saw them
U judged my family but betrayed
yourself to justify yours
U thought you knew me
You lost me before
you gave me a chance