This was written a while ago when I was feeling a bit down. Enjoy! every day i give a tiny piece of my heart to you, but you only trample it under your ignorant feet. every day i show a bit of my soul to you, and your eyes look but don’t see. everyday… Read more »
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The Big Wheel
On Friday I went on the Big Wheel in the Waterfront in Cape Town. We’d been planning the spin in the giant ferris wheel for the past week. So when Friday morning poked its rain-drenched head into the Mother City, we were rather miffed. We dressed up, and not wanting to waste a good… Read more »
The retired violinist
This is a poem that was a product of a writing workshop hosted by author for adults and children, Philip Gross. We were asked to take one postcard from a wide selection of postcards and to then write a short poem. I chose one of an old man sitting in a flat, playing a violin…. Read more »
