If I bare my soul
If I scour out
The darkling soot
And morbid webs
Of all that lurks in corners
Pretending friendship -
If I pare down to naked spirit
If I excise decay
To the core of who I am
And find my true reflection
In the moment where deceit
Holds its breath -
I may see myself in that instant
As I have never dared … Continue reading the story "Creation"Post Archives from the ‘Photographers’ Category
Creation
If I bare my soul
If I scour out
The darkling soot
And morbid webs
Of all that lurks in corners
Pretending friendship -
If I pare down to naked spirit
If I excise decay
To the core of who I am
And find my true reflection
In the moment where deceit
Holds its breath -
I may see myself in that instant
As I have never dared … Continue reading the story "Creation"The Door
The moment you went through that door I knew it was over
Your bags packed, your heart pounding, you were leaving
Your new life just beginning never to return back again
The moment you went through that door I knew it was over
Your bags are back now, but you are not
So short lived, your new life over, … Continue reading the story "The Door"The Phoenix
Slowly I rise from the ashes
Like a Phoenix
my flame is renewed
my wings are still new
and tight
I stretch them out
prepare myself to take off
on my new journey
BUT
I cannot, not yet
Like a giant enemy of freedom
life forces me to stay still
I cannot move
I am caged in
My wings are restrained
my flight delayed
What more must I endure?
How much … Continue reading the story "The Phoenix"Journey Through A Coffee Cup
This proves my familiar office,
brandishing a cup of frank
coffee: bittersweet and black.
The magic beans bring me solace,
silencing the blankest pages
with ageless musical flavours.
Every song was written for me,
to the last apostrophe;
though every note was sang for you.
Every sip imagines a kiss,
all the more imagining you
with me when it's you I miss.
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*Words … Continue reading the story "Journey Through A Coffee Cup"Dearest
Dearest,
I dreamt of you again last night, the dream where you hold my hand. We sat together in what looked like a meadow. I tried to stay as long as she would let me but soon I was awake. I blocked out the light, shut my eyes tight so I could find you again. … Continue reading the story "Dearest"Desire
A moment in time
Frozen memory
A passionate crime
Still lonely
Eyes portraying love
Incurable desire
No emotions above
Burning fire
A magical day
Fading dream
Driving me far away
Disappearing scene
I am not immune
Still hurts
I am blowing away
Sand from a dune
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*Words by Toinette Rautenbach *Photograph by Chantal RobbertseChantal Robbertse
Chantal Robbertse completed a BCom Photography degree (specialising in Fine Arts) at the Pretoria Technikon in 2002. These days, she spends her time finding the meaning in the beauty in simple things, and is simply stunned by the means some people will go to to be beautiful. They’re dreaming the wrong dream if they … Continue reading the story "Chantal Robbertse"To Forget
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
Take a shot from the bottle
On a roller coaster ride.
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
Another shot from the bottle
On that roller coaster ride.
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
I think I’m looking for myself
For what I’ve been denied.
So I climbed on the bottle
On that roller … Continue reading the story "To Forget"A Stream Called Nothing
A stream called: Nothing
It christens me with delirious pleasure
The night’s velvet skin and stars
The dark twilight fading into a deep sense of mystery
And the cold winds blow…
We are trapped in this machine… … Continue reading the story "A Stream Called Nothing"When
Many full moons
later...
a thousand sunsets passed-
How many
new mornings still to come
before the visible
becomes
invisible
to your eyes so
full of emptiness
loneliness...
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*Words by Hermien Veldhuizen-Nysschen
*Photograph by Andy Kruger