In The Darkness I Got Up
(after Breyten Breytenbach)
In the darkness I got up
saw you in the rays of the moon
while the gulls was screeching endlessly outside
with some flying to the endless ocean
and the yesterdays disappeared with every morning,
night fled away before each day's sunshine
with our being together
that came as a kind of healing for any previous pain
and on the far road that we have been travelling on
things were now wide and open,
while I read true love in your eyes,
healing for every fear and endless hope,
we went pass every horizon
with days going on and on
and your dreams also became mine
while nothing could hinder us
with the milk white beaches that stretched out around us
you told me your deepest secrets,
your tongue braided intimately around mine,
continuously we courted each other
while my verses went through to your depths,
each new morning brought hope and more love
that captured us again with each other,
with joy that we found in the smallest thing
while the sea threw out shells endlessly on the beaches,
the wind and sea everywhere scattered sand
it felt if every day was summer,
you were suntanned, far past being only lovely.
[Reference: 'the cup of words' by Breyten Breytenbach.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Endless World Of Words Opens Again
THE ENDLESS RIVER OF WORDS OPENS AGAIN
The endless river of words opens again
And once more it becomes possible
To say on endlessly
The dreams we can see before our eyes
When we open them to the morning light
Or the darkest deepest sky of star- filled night.
All is open again to wonder
And there can be a hope
Which means
Survival alone is not what Life is all about
But instead also
The countless small beauties one sees everywhere
When one knows how to look.
There is a world after all
Outside oneself
And that world described
Can too be a poem -
And every reality take on its own meaning
And Beauty be in so many seen and said things
That life in joy becomes possible and poetry again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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That pain exists is necessary Lord (in reply to Breyten Breytenbach)
That pain exists is necessary Lord,
as it purifies me
and the more I suffer the nearer it brings me,
it brings You nearer to me
and at times Your crucifixion is too terrible
to understand, it torments me
to think that mere man
could act so mercilessly, so revolting,
like the deranged could shout and scream
to kill You, Lord
and some of them murderous
leaning forward and jump up and down
and although Your death is a realisation
of many prophecies,
Your suffering paid the price for the lot of man,
I am still lost
in your unselfish love
that demands from Your Father
to leave the perpetrators without reckoning,
the people that were spitting on You,
the people that hated You
and nobody can understand such deep love,
that does not turn around self, or own profit
but your pain and suffering was necessary Lord
and although some turn their backs on You
I beg You to keep me on the right way,
for Your help to unlearn my own conceit,
that is harming our relationship.
[Reference: breyten bid vir homself (breyten prays for himself) by Breyten Breytenbach.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Healing Wind
In this healing wind
all our scars of the
past are blown away,
torn away and scattered
around the earth,
and all our demons are
lifted and carried off
in the vortex of
the wind funnel
till there is nothing
left but these rocks
and the ocean,
and our hearts feel
at peace once more,
as our eyes
scan the distant horizon,
where the ocean
meets the night sky,
where the moon
hangs low, casting
its tremulous glow
upon the water.
In this healing wind
all our thoughts
are scattered in the
silent multitude of stars
that shine upon us
like new blossoms…
yes, I know we've been
through a lot
all these years,
and the loneliness
and the pain
seemed unbearable
at times,
but you don't have
to say a thing to me
right now,
because the healing wind
turned it all around,
gave us new hope
and new purpose
and new sails-
and breathing in
this cool night air,
we feel renewed
and alive again,
as we return
to what we always
knew as our home,
resting upon these
rocks, as the ocean
waves gently baptize
our feet.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Gonna Make You Mine
Since the time we met never shall forget
The magic feeling when I look in your eyes
Every now and then I see you again
But the words never come out right
I've always been painfully shy
I hide what I feel inside
Tonight I (never let you get away)
Open my heart (Invite you in to stay)
I need you (more than words can say)
And I hope you feel the same
(Gonna make you mine, I'll make you mine)
You've captured my heart
And I won't take no for an answer
(Gonna make you mine, I'll make you mine)
Hope that there's a chance, Baby
That we can get together
Cause I (Gonna make you mine) gonna make you see
(Gonna make you mine) you were meant for me
(Gonna make you mine)
I wanna love you endlessly
Many times before I would just ignore
Love when it came around and knocked on my door
Keeping to myself, trusting no one else
I've put my heart out of reach on a shelf
With you I can't pass up this chance
For a once in a lifetime romance
Cause after all (someone said it very plain)
When it comes to love (no pain no gain)
I think I'll (take a chance on you)
And you know I play to win I'm
(Gonna make you mine, I'll make you mine)
You've captured my heart
And I won't take no for an answer
(Gonna make you mine, I'll make you mine)
Hope that there's a chance, Honey
That we can get together
Cause I (gonna make you mine)
Gonna make you see (Gonna make you mine)
You were meant for me (Gonna make you m
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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I Walk With Dark Thoughts
I walk with dark thoughts-
The sunlight on the morning road smiles at me-
Life is an endless struggle between the dark and the light in oneself-
Fear and Hope war within endlessly-
As the day goes by
It will become brighter,
But Darkness always comes again-
And in the early morning lying awake before the light has come
It will prevail again-
Life is an endless struggle between the dark and light in oneself-
Oh God Please let there be greater light in me
In the days and the years ahead-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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For my brother (in answer to Breyten Breytenbach)
For my brother
that actually doesn’t know me anymore
I write this poem
and I know that the road
that I walked till here
was at times
greatly by the choices
that I have made.
Still, we stay one in loyalty,
one in blood and family relationship,
one when destiny closes its fingers
and maybe one in being lost
although we both
face different directions
and sometimes we search for a brother
at places where he’s not.
I sometimes walk alone on a dark way
and continually search for a star, a new sun
and who know what is waiting there?
Still, I am writing these words
to return to you,
to walk along through your valleys
to places where the sun hangs bright
where the sky is blue past the horizon
and let it always go better
than just well with you.
[Reference: vir my broer, in hierdie koue wêreld by Breyten Breytenbach.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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I think it's an area that one writes from that is curious because it is not a clearly defined partisan one.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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In dancing with the enemy one follows his steps even if counting under one's breath.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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The predominant yardstick of your government is not human rights but national interests.
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Endless Hope
Endless Hope
The endless hope
I’ve tried
I gave it my all
I gave all my hope
To be with you
Endless Hope
That you brought to me
Hope that will never be there
Hope that is empty inside
Hope with no love
Hope that will never came
True
Endless Hope
For us
For friendship between
For all that are lost
You’re my endless hope
Endless Hope
poem by Keith Young
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I will die and go to my father
I will die and go to my father
without any further postponement, now
I will take my car and to the road,
die from everything ugly in me,
die from the wrong things between us,
die from that which separates us,
drive to where his white house is against the mountains
although fear clings to my heart.
I will die and go to my father,
die from that which has kept me so long from him,
die from all my pride,
die from all the wrong things in me
and even if I drive for hours long
while the sun fades,
I will take my car and to the road
and anchor myself on the eternal rock
(believe that he will be waiting me in) ,
die from all my pride
and believe that he will wrap his arms around me,
will hold me tightly.
I will die and go to my father
and believe that we will cry and laugh together,
believe that I will know of his love,
believe that he will be waiting me in,
without suspicion
and with repentance
I will take my car and to the road
and I will eat with him again
before time forever runs out,
believe that I will know of his love
and that he will really understand,
shall see me as his own.
I will die and go to my father
I will take my car and to the road
we will enter into deep conversations with love and new hope,
die from everything ugly in me
before time forever runs out,
die from that which separates us.
[References: Ek sal sterf en na my vader gaan by Breyten Breytenbach. Ek sal sterf en na my moeder gaan by Gert Strydom.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Anything But Mine
Walking alone beneath the lights of that miracle mile, me and Mary making our way into the
night, you can hear the cries from the carnival rides, the pin ball bells, and the ski ball slides,
watching the summer sun fall out of sight, theres a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean
making its way past the hotel wall to fill the streets Mary is holding both of her shoes in
her hands said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would do
just fine, and I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Theres a local band playing at the sea side pavilion and I got just enough cash to get us in
and as we are dancing Marys wrapping her arms around me and I cant feel the sting of summer
on my skin in the mist of the music I tell her I love her, we both laugh cause we know it isnt true
but Mary there is a summer drawing to tonight theres so much that i long to do to you
but in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooo..
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I will
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Mary I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooooo...ooooooooooooooo...
...And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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In that bewitching summer (in answer to Wium van Zyl)
In that bewitching summer
when we were together, darling,
I remember the beaches stretching out pure white
as if they were drawing roads next to the ocean
and the sun hanging cheerful and golden,
not setting yet at eight o’clock,
the wind sometimes throwing grating sand
against us both
but especially how magical our love had been,
how the fingers of your hands were reaching for me,
the taste of your soft lips under mine,
how perfectly we fitted into each other
and where my life now draws lines in open spaces
I wish that I could draw you deep into my arms.
[Reference: “Uit ons saamwees” (Out of us being together) by Wium van Zyl.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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It may be an extreme example brought about by abnormal circumstances - but the criteria of human rights kick in, surely, precisely when the conditions are extreme and the situation is abnormal.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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It would be a tragic mistake for us out here to imagine that Bush represents the hearts and the minds of the majority of your countrymen. Many of your black and other compatriots must be just as anguished as we are.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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The goal, I submit, is obvious: subjugating the world (which is barbarian, dangerous, envious and ungrateful) to US power for the sake of America's interests.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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Dangerous because your present Administration and its specialized agencies by all accounts know no restraint in hitting out at any perceived enemy of America, and nobody or nothing can protect one from their vindictiveness.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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Better still - your history has shown how powerful a moral catharsis expressed through popular resistance to injustice can sometimes be; I have in mind the grassroots opposition to the Vietnam War.
quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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In reality the workings of your governing system are opaque and covert, while hiding in the chattering spotlight of an ostensible transparency, even though the ultimate objective is clear.
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Windsurfer
Windsurfer
Windsurfer
All he wanted was to ride out on the wind
Windsurfer
To be one of the guys and to look good in her eyes
He practiced in his dreams
Trying to coast the waves
Most of the time he sailed alone
Endless summer days
Flying in the sun
Hed ride and wait for the wind
To take him home
Windsurfer
Windsurfer
Windsurfer
Windsurfer
He said lets sail away together
She told him no no never no
Wind windsurfer
It was early one morning
On a lovely beach
He left a message and
He wrote it in the sand
Why do we always go for
Something out of reach?
Nobody ever really understands
Windsurfer
All he wanted to do
Was outrun the sun
Windsurfer
To take her in his dreams
When the lonely day was done
Windsurfer
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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