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"Livin’ the dream" by Nadia Schultz
2011-11-09 I wake upIt’s Saturday morning
The sunshine’s in my head
I look out
Everyone’s mourning
‘Cause last season is dead
"Helder swart" deur Nadia Schultz
2011-11-09 Ek dink ek verbeel my dingein die oë van ’n vreemdeling
Ek dink ek verloor myself
in die ritme van sy hart
"Mors met my kop" deur René van der Westhuizen
2011-11-09 Ek het nie verwag jy gaan daar staan nieEk het nie verwag jy gaan sê hi nie
Kyk wat doen jy aan my, aan my
Jy laat my ly, ly, ly
"My enigste song" deur René van der Westhuizen
2011-11-09 Jou lippe is ’n serenade’n love song net vir my
Jy bly die mooiste klank
na al die ander se geraas
"Run away" by René van der Westhuizen
2011-11-09 I can't sleepthese thoughts
consume my mind
You were standing there
like you couldn't care
"U eie keuse" deur Erika Barnard
2011-11-09 1949 en Pa is wegek’s vyf en Ma stuur my na die poskantoor
maar die koevert is nie daar
en ek sê die onderhoud is laat
"Woorde" deur Erika Barnard
2011-11-09 woorde is ook wondedit bloei in verskillende tonge
smeek op bedelborde
en skree op slagvelde Mamma
in al die tale
"Verjaarsdagliedjie" deur Melodie Slabbert
2011-11-09 ek onthou jou, son-kindhoogty in die park
– die brander het amper omgeslaan! –
"Vuurlelie" deur Melodie Slabbert
2011-11-09 ek is ’n vuurlelienie baie mooi nie
ek versier maar net die puin
"My fiktiewe helfte" deur Nadia Schultz
2011-11-09 Dit frustreer my,jy beheer my.
Ek kan nie kophou sonder woorde.
"Listen (don’t just hear me)" by Megan Conjana
2011-11-09 Nowadays we no longer have time to listenwe are constantly on the move, face facing forward
ears on both sides but they are merely ornaments
to complete the face, the world has deafened us
as people speak we can hear them but are we really listening?
"Mon Petit Choux" by Lorraine Salter
2011-11-09 I was so sadly lost in my life … sometimes barely breathing day after day, Wondering where you were now … or if you were even happy and loved, Often reminiscing on times gone by … special moments in time we shared!
Phillippa Yaa de Villiers on her experience of Poetry Africa
2011-11-09 What did being invited to Poetry Africa mean to you?It was a great honour and an opportunity to share ideas with brilliant minds from around the world.
"Bitter-sweet" by Nombongo Shenxane
2011-11-08 Oooh there goes my sanityI sleep awake
it takes away the
joy in me
it takes away my joy
"Dare I tell" by Nombongo Shenxane
2011-11-08 The warmest, nostalgicmoment of you
just came and removed
a forlorn, sad feeling
swirling at the base of me,
"Sing this" by Nombongo Shenxane
2011-11-08 I’m gonna sing thisOver and over again until
You understand.
You’re gonna have to
Own it and love, console it
As it becomes your own
"Vocal violation" by Andre van Wyk
2011-11-08 You never noticed anything, but you were nothing short of my everythingI gave you my heart, I gave you my soul, I gave you my life made you my only goal
Then you turned around one summer’s day, you left me cold and walked away
My life is a mess and I can’t go on, I’m thinking ‘bout what went wrong
Going with the paces" by Phoebe Daniels
2011-11-08 I saw you across the roadWe were nine years old,
We used to climb some trees,
Grazing all our knees,
Stepping back in time I see,
How things between us used to be,
Best friends, turned into enemies,