Klein vrede vergete

Granted as far as artistic expression is concerned its not a master piece. There is no structure no form, it doesnt fit into a specific genre or even one single language.
But its human, its human expression.
Grief has no form and tact it has no care for art and structure.
This is not a pretty peom, its not a pretty emotion. Its memory as I remember them its things I cant say enough, its me trying to fix a broken soul.
So read it dont judge it.
I am not giving this to the world,Im keeping it for myself it belongs to someone who isnt here to claim it.




“A diamond for every day”
Ek was suikerbekkie met son opkoms
“Burn the flesh from my soul”
“Diesel oil and tyre smoke”
Johantjie slap saggies op die sitkamer bank
Klein vrede vergete
My more is uitgevee
“You’re the ghost of my darkness”
“My heartache my drama my fear”
Baby baby karoolis se kind
Jy’s rolo jy’s jassies jy’s binne jy’s buite
Aan my finger gebind

“I will brand you to my skin”
“Scribble it all so I don’t forget”
Jys my knak weg
My liefdes verhaal
Jys my gister
My more se knal
“I will lock you up”
“I will keep you safe”
“Forget you not in digits and keys”

Jy was daar toe is jy nie
My sonskyn van my weg gesteel
Jy’s die brand in my skuld
Jy’s die bitter in my hart
Jy’s die leeg in my woorde
Wat nooit sal kan verduidelik
‘n liefde so bitter en diep
‘n bond do swaar en hard
Yster en teer konnie verslaan
Wat steeds hier in my brand

Johantjie my babes
Ek pak jou weg in bokse in drome
Kom skuil in ons huisie in kwaste en spinnerakke
“now im on fire”
Onverwacht
Seun van smart
December se kind
Lank verwacht
Totsiens tot latter
Goobaai my tjom
Eks lief vi jou