Long Bly Poems

Die Lewens gang 

So dwaal ek rond in die lewens gang 
vol van verlange en oral teen di mure 
hang potrete van herineringe. 

Die tyd het geloop sy eie loop 
geloop. Hy het ons mee...

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Ek was gevra om ietsie oor Pa te sê
Maar waar begin ek nou
Wanneer daar eintlik net een ding is wat ek nou wil doen
Om steeds my arms om Pa te vou

Maar nou is Pa weg
Na...

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If gold coins and silver dollars
Could turn hollow and float
On the quivering skin of Torch Lake

July backstroke of jingle
Belly rings nipple rings
This would be it

Drowning Japanese Beetles
Tossed by handfuls to the surface water
From jewelry boxes...

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Mid February dreams amongst the winds of change 
I am waiting for the season to relinquish its hold 
like the frost on the  rooftops, the snow at my door 
sooner or later will be...

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Net soos Noag, David & Abraham
word dissiepels van die ware lam.
Net soos Johannes, Lukas of Filamon
leer die word en vertrou net op Hom.
Leef soos Titus, Markus & Daniël
wys vir almal dat God maak ‘n verskil,
of
wees...

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Sprake vs Skrywe

‘n Geskrewe woord kan nie vergaan, sal altyd sigbaar bly.
Maar hy wat nou die woord kan hoor, kan waarneem wat jy voel.
Die letter deur die oog gesien kry later eers sy doel.
Waar mondelings...

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Verdwyn 

Gespruit en toe vergete met gewete van papier
Besluit te neem om als te los wat hierso agter bly
Eers drie; toe een; toe twee; toe vier
Die som van toekomsblik vir jou - maar eerder meer...

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I stopped what I was doing.  I got very still, and I breathed like I do when I hear noise
outside my room at night.  
I listened to my poem.  
It told me...

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I wonder how a poet thinks?
Bound by circumstance or random occurrences,
 as they rise and fall like changes in weather,
 lost in the turmoil of cloud cover and threatening wind storms?

If I were a poet...

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Moving On


Days darkened, shadows followed memories I could not escape.
Streets I knew well, seemed to shift under the weight of my heart.
Songs, that once lifted me on Angels Wings, now bury my soul
with regret.
By chance,...

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Mirth and pomp on high
Birds your soaring anthem bly
Angelic discourse; rapturous lullaby
Ring out wild bells to the wild sky

Sappy clouds bleed your snowy dye
Bleach the evil plume that dark spirits ply
With your balmy cloak enshroud...

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Pearl in sand of marble 
           by
   Weston Gregory

Its her eyes, its her smile,
she's a wonderful girl all
the while.
There's no doubt where ever...

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The game was tight 
The score was tied
It was the bottom of the ninth inning with two outs
The bases was loaded. 
Up to bat was mad cat Alex Bly
The count was 3 & 2
The pitcher...

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GEWETE.

Hoe jy nie in die lug bly hang nie
jou koue greep , harde hale
en tussen die droe takke le jy vir my en glimlag 
en daar  skiet die hemel oop

oplaas `n warm wind
wat streel...

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Jy staan voor my
Die mooiste glimlag
Die reinheid van jou hart
Die skoonheid van jou siel

Die wind waai liggies
Jou hare is in my gesig
En jou wang is teen myne

Mag hierdie oomblik nooit weg gaan nie
Mag jy altyd...

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Eensaam

Daai eensame man speel weer op sy kitaar
Sy lewe is vuil en skoon deurmekaar
Hy bly by ‘n murasie, maar dalk amper nie
En eensame voëls in die lug wat nog vlie’

Die drankbottels lê om hom, dis...

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Son

Die son by my het reeds gesak
Die duisternis was dik en koud 
‘n Kaartjie maak my bene swak
Vir daardie nuwe oponthoud

Maar die kaartjie het alreeds verval
Toe het dit effens lig geword
Die nag was eintlik baie...

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