Author Archives: Yaku Potgieter

In the pale moonlight of my melancholy I walk these shores. Where the waves of your beautiful mind crashes over my soul. Turning dark sand into sparkling diamonds dancing in the night. Your words a twirling mist, creating shapes and streaks of joy. I could easily wrap myself up and disappear in this cloak ofContinue reading “Ocean”

In the words of my ‘hello’, you can hear the whispers of my ‘goodbye’. In the tenderness of my embrace hides the sadness of my absence. In the kind look in my eyes, you see the reflections of another place. In the act of my unpacking hides the clues of my parting. My settling downContinue reading “Change”

In a small room, in an abandoned farm house, deep in the heart of Africa, burns a candle. An ancient candle of memories, drawing me back to that time, that place, that me, with invisible hands. I must blow out this candle. This dark candle that’s dripping its sticky wax into my present life. MakingContinue reading “The Candle”

Dust particles dance like fairies on the sunbeam road that breaks through my window. The light revealing in my unguarded eyes the secret of my soul, normally hidden by my smile. In the dark & hidden pools of my humanity, the child, alien, lost and searching for home. But you will not see and youContinue reading “Secret”

In a moment, a breath, a heartbeat The world has ended. In the silence, the echo, the whisper Your name vibrates. In a teardrop, a ocean, a cloud Your loss reflected. In the stars, the dust, the flowers You are gathered. In a smile, a hand, a laughter You are encoded In the words, theContinue reading “A Life”

Standing in the ashes of my sorry I dream of what could have been. Looking at the grey and black I wonder about what came first and last. How it would have been if I spoke or remained silent a little longer. What this moment might have looked like if I did more or didn’tContinue reading “I’m Sorry”