When I let my eyes go over the earth in the distance there’s a pretty green tree, that stands out. On the edge of Africa…
Comments closedWhen I let my eyes go over the earth in the distance there’s a pretty green tree, that stands out. On the edge of Africa…
Comments closedI dwell in a British city and life is busy and great in a way, but my heart is lost and left back in sunny…
Comments closedAt Italeni the bushes come alive and abound with a horde of Zulu’s, of which the spears glitter and some are at the peak of…
Comments closedThe storyteller is pierced with an arrow and all the hunters are gone as if they are part of the field and the fire has…
Comments closedI fill my blue motorbike at the garage and the smell of fuel is strong in the air. The early morning sun hangs bright in…
Comments closedI saw him smoke a cigar and the binoculars brought him here with me. His cap was at a rakish angle and sweat from the…
Comments closedI I saw boys growing up as Christians, learning about God, being taught at school, to respect about discipline, to stretch the mind and the…
Comments closedIt’s the third day of the battle and around us there are enemy tanks of which the canons keep clapping and Stalin organ rockets that…
Comments closedMy darling says look how bright is the moon and the gold appears on the other side, of the window pane where it hangs in…
Comments closedYesterday you read a book and at times while you watch television you are so caught up that reality flies past you. Still you know…
Comments closedIn every man and every girl there’s a part of the divine and a part of darkness that twists into each other. Even people who…
Comments closedThis morning it was dripping when I got up and I wanted to say goodbye, but I thought that you are probably still lying and…
Comments closedWhen I walk om Margate’s beach something is caught, in the sound of the breaking waves and it echoes there forever more. The beach is…
Comments closedPast the nonsense I find you and you find me and I wonder why small things wants to scratch, and you are so deep in…
Comments closedThe gravel crunches under my boots like it does when you’re near to home and take a shortcut over the tracks of a railway station…
Comments closeda Smoking and burning enemy battle tank stands stopped in its tracks, like a metal coffin with its occupants still hatched in. a BRDM enemy…
Comments closedThe rain came and came again like only in the Cape, in deep winter it can be. The pain came and came again like only…
Comments closedDarling of mine, this morning I wanted to put something in my words to say that I feel that you do not regard me as…
Comments closedWith Major General Sir George Pomeroy in command the Hussars, Gordon Highlanders, 60th rifles and a contingent of the naval brigade, climbed Majuba hill and…
Comments closeda Enemy soldier lies motionless and his limbs are twisted, reaching for the last energy of live and a hand still holds a gun. Blood…
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