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The winter of my content

Now is the winter of my content Youthful passions all but spent curled at the fireside, A satisfied beast Wild spirit tamed ambitions released Youths hunger sated parched thirst quenched But the treasured goal Was that reached? Un-enthralled by fantasies embers midlife vision blurs Focus wanders Essence has shifted from flame to smoke Words forgotten which once clearly spoke Youths ... Read More »

Orphan Time

Finding myself mid life.  Vulture thoughts circle dead things, the white bones of past pasts.  Future  shadow of the scythe touches today, an intruder stalking my boundaries.  I lose more golden moments picking over carcass memories.   Blurred recall, a swirl of what was and what might have been, mixed up and hazy.  Wish and reality, guilt and reality, truth and ... Read More »

Ithala Game reserve

Our previous visit to Ithala was 7 years ago as newly weds, that time we stayed in a tent at a camp site and I have special memories of the experience.  This time we stayed in a cottage at Ntshondwe resort. Ithala Game Reserve is 75km from Vryheid in the battlefields area of Northern Natal.  It hosts 4 of the ... Read More »

Fortune in misfortune, finding Petras Country Guest House

When we realized that we would not make it to the gate at Ithala Game Reserve before closing time we were not in high spirits.  Our mood darkened as we called a few options for self catering accommodation in Vryheid and were told that no rooms were available.  Our relief was great when our query with Petras Country Guest House ... Read More »

Musings on Dignity

I have started reading ‘The Remains of the Day’ and the discourse on dignity and greatness is thought provoking.  It led me to musing about the people in my life whom I either respect or don’t and the qualities which they possess or lack. The two men who I respect most are my father and step father.  My step father ... Read More »

40 winks is better than ’50 Shades Freed’

Actually being in a pit of spiders is probably better than ’50 shades Freed’.  Sorry the book has killed my brain I can’t write coherent sentences but some descriptive words would be puerile, trite, tripe, boring, trash, thin, pathetic. I was rather kind about the 1st book in my previous review and still think that the 1st two are reasonable ... Read More »

Small dreams of a Cancerian – SPRING

The book ‘Small dreams of a Scorpion’  by Spike Milligan had an enormous impact on me and inspired me to write poetry, a passion which has stayed with me ever since paging through the book over and over as a teenager.  Recently my husband bought a copy for me which is treasured. Below is my attempted imitation Titled Spring Naked ... Read More »

A picture paints 1000 memories

A picture paints a 1000 words.  When you are the subject senses and memories are captured too.  Mixed in with the colour the brush immortalizes a fragment of your essence. My mother’s friend Di lived in a house who’s terracotta walls blended into the setting of her home in the Valley of 1000 hills in Natal.  Mum placed a wicker ... Read More »

50 shades better than 40 winks

I blush to confess that I rather enjoyed ’50 shades of Grey’.  When I took it from the book club box I made a point of saying that I too just wanted to form an opinion.  Before reading it the only reviews which I read said how boring, lame and rubbish it is.  Look this is not high literature, it’s souffle ... Read More »

Potential

potential Mind is landlocked Path blocked Inner river – dammed up Dammit Caught between cloud and parched earth seed and the fruit circular pursuit Proverbial rock and hard place Must erode to cleave new space Thoughts ebb and flow Echo oceans tide Yearning for the deep and wide Vast sea tugging from imagined shore Her salt feeds My thirst for ... Read More »