My meisies

The Hollow Men

..... Between the idea

and the reality

between the motion

and the act

falls the Shadow

For Thine is the Kingdom.

Between the conception

and the creation

between the emotion

and the response

falls the Shadow

Life is very long.

Between the desire

and the spasm

between the potency

and the existence

between the essence

and the descent

falls the Shadow

For Thine is the Kingdom.

For Thine is

Life is

For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends

Not with a bang but a whimper.

T. S. Eliot

(1888-1965)

The Crying of Water

O water, voice of my heart, crying in the sand,

all night long crying with a mournful cry,

as I lie and listen, and cannot understand

the voice of my heart in my side or the voice of the sea.

O water crying for rest, is it I, is it I ?

All night long the water is crying to me.

Unresting water, there shall never be rest

till the last moon drop and the last tide fail,

and the fire of the end begin to burn in the west ;

And the heart shall be weary and wonder and cry like the sea,  

all life long crying without avail,

as the water all night long is crying to me.

Arthur Symons

(1865-1945)

Heksery

Ligdag val soos toorgoed jou einde oop

ek laat jou na die brandhout loop

wanneer die nag swartkat nader sluip

is dit ek wat oor die as na jou toe kruip

(rosa smit)

Spieëltjie spieëltjie aan die wand .....

My meisie

sit met haar voete in die water

en haar kop in die blare.

sy is koel

want sy sit in die skaduwee

en haar rokkie is lig.

sy het druiwe op haar skoot

en sy korrel dit een vir een.

my meisie is mooi,

koel soos druiwe met haar voete in die water

(piet v rooyen)