Collecting Leaves Golden sunshine captures me as I look into the leaves ... Smells and sights and sounds I feel As into the depths of golden hues ...
Poetry
The poem “IF”, by Rudyard Kipling
IF If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,Or being hated, don’t give way to … Continue reading The poem “IF”, by Rudyard Kipling
May You Always Feel Loved – A Poem By Sandra Sturtz Hauss
I came across this beautiful poem today. It touched me and I thought it would quite possibly touch others too. I share it here, for all of us ... MAY YOU ALWAYS FEEL LOVED May you find serenity and tranquilityin a world you may not always understand. May the pain you have knownand the … Continue reading May You Always Feel Loved – A Poem By Sandra Sturtz Hauss
Ek Wil Huis Toe Gaan – An Ode to South Africa – With Translation
In my previous blogpost, I explained the writing of this poem, which seemed to write itself one chilly evening in Britain, during October 2013. I have now cobbled together a translation, which appears below the original here, for those who do not speak Afrikaans nor know the South African lingo ...
An Ode to South Africa
The Author amongst plants on a family journey between Kwa-Zulu Natal and the Cape, stopping somewhere en route, possibly Namaqualand ... A child adoring the exquisite floral beauty, simply growing wild and free all around her. Circa 1973. Written in moments, straight onto my Facebook page one homesick evening ... The 'poem' below wrote itself, it took no time … Continue reading An Ode to South Africa
Poem: Caught Betwixt
I came across a journal containing a few of my poems yesterday, scribbled down in pensive moments many years ago. This poem was written in September 1986 ... less than a year after reluctantly leaving my beloved Africa. I cannot recall whether this was personal or a reflective observation, but have no doubt that I would at some time have … Continue reading Poem: Caught Betwixt