It was at Hartebeespoort dam,
that I was fishing for Carp,
with maize bombs,
some dips and floaters
...
they can be sharp
and cut deeply without a second thought,
the soul can warp
at mere words that are said indifferent,
...
We sat near the steps of the porch with your hand
touching my own
your eyes sparkled like those of a wildcat;
I have not known
...
If you play the word game
to some people
I is for innocent,
or for me
...
When in an act of satanic might
the earth was plunged in to eternal night
and the Lord of the universe was crucified
to the demonic delight
...
Drive men, drive!
Get the freaking ball!
That’s it, now go.
Fling it, throw the damned thing!
...
In the beginning was thought
in the mind of God
who begat sound
who begat word
...
The calm water of Uvongo lagoon
brought tranquillity to you
and we would row a canoe
or float in that transparent pool
...
I have not mastered the art
of riding on rolling waves
fifteen feet high,
speeding by like a bird
...
His heart is big,
so big as if
he can fit the whole world into it,
but there’s only place for two
...