Category Archives: English blogs

Seisoene

so summer has come to an end autum leaves have fallen, mostly the air is getting  crispy and you  – locked up in ice

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Languages of the heart

Suddenly quite a few Afrikaans bloggers also write in English. I suppose it is to get more readers, also from overseas?  Unfortunately the translation button does not work so well and some words are translated downright funny! I used to … Lees voort

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Die taal van herinneringe: 40 years ago – a memory.

40 Years ago – a memory So long ago so far away are the days. Too long to remember too far to reach. Did they ever exist? But here and there, unexpectedly, there is a coat a 21st year mug a … Lees voort

Posted in die tale wat ons praat, English blogs, gedigte en rympies (seestrome van verlange), Vertelling: Die Juffrou en John | 3 Kommentaar

Keukenhof: Tiptoe through the Tulips

    Keukenhof So lovely the colours so crispy the air I cannot help thinking you should have been there.

Posted in English blogs, Euro-trip, gedigte en rympies (seestrome van verlange), Los opdrifsels | 7 Kommentaar

sometimes

Sometimes on a warm summer’s night when the moon is full and the stars are bright,  I remember… and  I wonder:  on this cold winter’s night when the clouds are dense and snow falls white – do you remember too?  A time of … Lees voort

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At 22 Die taal van depressie

Soos Klippie, soos Girl van die Suburbs en soos baie ander mense, was ek ook eenmaal, lank gelede baie nou betrokke by iemand met depressie. Dis genoeg om jou self depressief te maak, want jy is magteloos teen soveel hartseer. … Lees voort

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Die taal van die ouderdom

                             Memories Summertime’s so long ago it’s now winter in my soul. The future holds so little charm but sweet memories are a balm. Memories of days gone by memories of you and I: A bond so unique, so rare,                                                           with such … Lees voort

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