(in answer to S. Ign Mocke)
During the night you laid in my arms,
the stars appeared and went on their way
...
There are woodpeckers and barbets knocking on the window,
at mere crumbs birds peck on the ground
and it's as if each one calls happy to me,
a swarm of doves flutter down
...
Like an angel's bright glimmering light
in thoughts you appear to me with a glow,
as the woman that I do deeply know,
fair and sweet you come into my sight:
...
I wish you would tell those things
of which the heart and soul alone knows.
I would have our lives much different
but the beautiful things I cannot forget.
...
(after Edith Nesbit)
After the first decent shower of rain
the roses flower red, yellow and white
...
(in answer to I. L. de Villiers)
Foreigners did come from Zimbabwe, Malawi,
from right across Africa illegally
...
(for Annelize)
"I do not want to loose you, my love, "
comes from the hurting memory
...
In rapture he stared at her
where she formulated rites and followed them with a gesture
when she noticed that on him who looked upon her as a man
no magic had any effect
...
In your beautiful flight thunderbolts did literary come out of your wings
and speechless Leda did notice you in the sky and was astounded
where your wing-beat did purely cleave open a way through the blue,
where you did gleam blue-white and as a swan you were disguised on that day
...
(for Annelize)
Your words did somewhere in a place in my heart stop
and the mystery of what you say and are did knock on my heart
...