Monday, April 1, 2019

Marius van Wyk

"Untitled" by Marius van Wyk 

For but a moment
of lucidity
shall we allow
our worldly
accomplishments
aspirations
to take rest..
The wonder of
the soul
islanded within
the depths
of emotion
be our
visceral
destination..
Scorn not
that strange
looking creature
that dances
on tiptoes
and dreams
of faeries
and far away
worlds..
For if memory
serves us well
that was us
but a childhood
away
circumnavigation..

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BIO: I am 50 years of age.Live in Port Elizabeth,South Africa..Am an Artisan,Tradesman..started writing poetry about 30 years ago.After a silence of almost 10 years started writing recently again..the love for poetry will always be alive in me.

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