"rede" poems
Opgedra aan ‘n kind wat gebliksem moet word.
Deur: Desperaatheid en vrees
Jy klim in en uit die ***** van bestaan,
beide die rede vir liefde en
die kind wat sy baar.
Jy is ‘n drievoud van godelike hervertellings
, want wie kan regtig liefde
in ‘n enkel sin verhaal?
Geminag , die seun van liefde en haat
- jou einste bestaan ,van die vroegste
paradoksale meesterstukke.
Verewig , verewig tot ‘n kind
tussen die Groottes wat
blindlings onder jou boogpunt swik.
Vir elke nasie ‘n ander droom
Vir elke geloof ‘n ander naam en
Vir elke mens ‘n ander god.
Amor , oh Amor!
Die sinnebeeld van liefde
wat die mendsom verbly
, maar Eros jou ramkat
jou hupse hygelbek!
Jou erotiese aanraak!
(die begeer ek)
En ek?
Met my koker van lig en van goud,
wat hulde blyk en bou en bring
maar bestorwe le voor my Laurel
oor ‘n lood-stomp pylpunt vir haar ‘n treuerlied sing!
Amor, Amor word wakker!
My son le liefdeloos in my bros hart
, wat instaan teen logika
– sterk op die oorlogspad!
Jy wat na my heuning reik
-met honger hande vieslik gryp
en ek wat jou met angel steek
in desperaatheid jou nat vel breek…
“Oh moeder”, roep die wetter na bo
vir die planete om aan te ****
“Oh moeder, Oh liefde “ ,spat die sot se treur,
“ *** kan so bietjie , so klein – so seer!”
En die heumel druis soos die moeder lag
haar humor eg , maar haar woorde sag:
“ My naakseun, my hinksperd
My fallus met vlerke!
Jy ,nog ‘n roosknop.
gaan ook so te werke!
Aanvaar die poëtiese justitie
Stil nou liefstetjie
Lamtietie Damtietie …”
Amor, Amor!
Weerstaan tog skoonheid se wieggelied
en wees my genadig!
Begunstig my ten einde laaste
, selfs vader tyd is verveeld
met die son se enkelpad!
*** lank nog wil jy sluimer?
Amor, Amor!
Tel weer op jou leisels
en bring liefde op die wind
my wereld lê in afwagting
vir die dolfyn en sy kind!
Wees my genadig, Amor!
Deurboor my leemte met goud,
,want die bringer van lig is slapeloos
en my hart is droewig en koud.
Oh Amor, Amor!
Ek weet jys nog jonk,
maar *** speel jy dollos met lewe se vonk…
Amor, Amor!
Word wakker!
Amor…
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
Impossible are desires in red
red lingerie sign of personality
on a red bed the passion
in red sunset touches
Impossible are desires in red
red is the face of anger
rede asily fades, unstable color
red stains difficult to wash
Impossible are desires in red
red rose hidden among thorns
red blood drops trail of thieves
red sun reveals all
Impossible are desires in red
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 1:07 PM UTC
Die rede vir die vlamme in hel is nie om die Duiwels te martel nie, maar om ons warm te hou. Onthou ons is koudbloedig...
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 7:02 AM UTC
*Binne d vlgde 20 min verjaar jy ~ jy word ouer ~ nog 'n jaar verby ~ waisted! Or so it feels! Ma net vi een rede... Its another year I did not spend with you!!! Jys my love at first sight! The love of my life!! And I'm not there wif you!!!! Ek hoop mt my hele hart ~ jy geniet jou aand! Weet net ek sit hier ~ en **** an jo wens ek was daar saam mt jo!!! Happy birthday!!*
Apr 16, 2011
Apr 16, 2011 at 2:01 PM UTC
wieso es nicht gelang
wieso es gelang
als sie mich suchten zum liebemachen
als sie mich fanden zum liebemachen
wer von ihnen sang
wer von ihnen sang
sie kamen in scharen
mit freunden verwandten
all jene damen
all jene herren
ich weiß nicht wann
ich weiß nicht wo
doch ich weiß wie
ich weiß es wie
mir ist bewusst:
dichter und autoren werden
keine liebe füreinander hegen
(poet's note: my opinion on
the last three verses above has
fundamentally changed since i been
publishing here.)
liebe mich freund
liebe mich freundin
gib mir
schenk mir
suche mich
finde mich
ich habe mich auf der suche nämlich
versucht
kennst du, bruder, den weg?
den zugfahrplan?
die bedeutung der stahlstreben?
ich brauche eine antwort von
den damen
den herren
finde mich
suche mich
verschenke mich
vergib mir denn
ich schrieb über zivilisationen
von witterung und gier
witterung und gier
freunde sind zwischen dem glitzern
auf dem fluss versteckt wie perlen
sie aufzuspüren zwischen dem wittern
zwischen dem wittern
während des witterns
ich weiß nicht ob du weißt wovon
ich rede
ich rede
aber das ist in ordnung freund
aber das ist ok freundin
wir müssen bloß bruder
wir müssen bloß schwester
fragen
sie sitzen am gleis bei den zügen
sie sind immer da
wie der
“ICH-BIN-DA” aus der kinderbibel
meines sohnes
verstehst du das?
begreifst du das?
fühlst du mich?
viele afro-amerikaner fragen
“you feel me?” wenn sie
etwas ausdrücken und teilen wollen
ich liebe
diesen ausdruck
er zeugt von
etwas gutem, das manchen
menschen fehlt
auf der brust trage ich das tattoo
welches du abschriebst
in einer stunde aus
schatten
witterung
gier
ich wollte das
ich wollte dass
du zu mir kamst
zwischen den schatten
unter der gier
über der witterung
in einem augenblick des
“you feel me”
wie unsere häute glänzten
wie unsere augen glitzerten
wie unsere hände zitterten
wie wir…
ach komm!
was sage ich dir, freund
was sage ich dir, freundin
du weißt es doch dir
ist es bewusst denn du schriebst
mein tattoo ab in
ein buch mit perlweißen seiten
ein buch mit onyxschwarzen seiten
du bist perlweiß freund
du bist onyxschwarz freundin
du bist perlweiß freundin
du bist onyxschwarz freund
ich liebe habeshas
ich liebe äthiopien
ich liebe meine frau
ich liebe meinen sohn
ich liebe meine tochter
you feel me?
Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 5:27 PM UTC
Life is a journey with hills and winding roads for me to travel as I bestow. There are paths that cross and dead-end streets. There are plenty of detours and obstacles to meet. One day I found myself on a lone highway when I became aware I had lost my way. I looked around to my concern and wondered when I had made a wrong turn. I looked for a sign to tell me my location and found myself reflecting upon my initial destination.
My passage through life has lost its intention. I wander across trails of no ambition. Wearily I struggle to fight dejection... as I span the horizon contemplating my direction. East, South, West, or North, I must decide in order to go forth. Feeling overwhelmed I fall to my knees and ask Goddess Diana to help me please.
I hear a voice inside me say, ”My dear child, you know your way. Follow your heart it will always lead to paths of splendor and the way to succeed. Remember the words of our Wiccan Rede, and the three fold law must you heed. Be of true heart and goodwill, and ye harm none do what ye will.”
I rise to my feet and look to the west remembering now my journeys quest. I watch an eagle fly towards the sea and knew all was well, So Mote It Be!
Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 11:30 AM UTC
Ek is in so n goeie mood.
Ek wil dans
Ek wil sing
Ek wil hop en spring.
Musiek is die rede
Want.. Weg is my verlede.
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
dit reen altyd iewers in kaapstad
en altyd iewers in my hart
branders golf diep binne my
nes jy is hulle altyd vry
jy weet ek haat jou nog partykeer
net so tussen die branders se golf en kom weer
hou my vas en ek sit waar ek sit en jy weet
van die dinge wat ek nie kan vergeet
so hier sit ek en sug
en onthou van die diep merk op my gewrig
en weet van die rede
hoekom ek hier sit en maak vrede
met myself en met jou
wat my nie meer vashou
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
Bide the Wiccan law ye must,
in perfect heart and perfect trust.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill
An' harm ye none, do what ye will.
What ye put forth comes back to thee,
so ever mind the rule of three.
Follow this with mind and heart,
Merry ye meet and merry ye part.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
Somewhere in Cape town it always rains
And in some part of my heart the rain always stays
Waves crash deep within me
Like you, they are always free
You know sometimes I still hate you
Just in between the waves build up and break through
Hold me tight and I sit where i Isit and you know
Of all the things I cannot let go
So here I sigh and sit
And remember the deep scars on my wrists
And we remember the reasons
Why I sit here quietly and let peace in
Peace for myself and I'm letting you be
You who no longer hold onto me
Ek en jy
dit reen altyd iewers in kaapstad
en altyd iewers in my hart
branders golf diep binne my
nes jy is hulle altyd vry
jy weet ek haat jou nog partykeer
net so tussen die branders se golf en kom weer
hou my vas en ek sit waar ek sit en jy weet
van die dinge wat ek nie kan vergeet
so hier sit ek en sug
en onthou van die diep merk op my gewrig
en weet van die rede
hoekom ek hier sit en maak vrede
met myself en met jou
wat my nie meer vashou
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
When Michael Collins came, first from the courts of England,
which in low and lofty Londoun lately were helde,
while Thames there with treachery and treasoun did truly ring,
was Ireland ill split and beset with ignoble stryfe.
Yet there a land lately formed was, where still folk lyve on mydllerde.
Though it is not in this warlike time of Dev that we our tale do set,
after these tymes of troubling stryfe, contentioun salted still the land.
Fine Fail and Fine Gael, then foes many yeres remained
till noblest amongst them, in qualities none lacking,
did do battle in old Dublin and vanquish the dred enemy.
That mon who dreded nought, nightly then held his court in fair Dail Eirinn.
Enda was called that man, and everysince has his noble courte endured.
There, as Chrystmasse came, was assembled his cabinet fayre:
there Sir Wilmore the red, who waited on the grete lorde in readiness.
There with grete courtesey, the kings coins to keep, sat Sir Noonan the balde.
There Sir Reilly, learned in lore of leach and herb, who on erde had little left to lerne.
Eek Sir Varadkar the gaye who granted was, the grete kinges horses to groome.
Laste, the lovely layde Burton, who, the rede rose of Wilmore would long after carry.
Other knyghtes numerous were there, but of these now, nought will I
tell,
for fallen to feasting were this fayre companye al and fayne would I not,
in tedious trials of descriptioun, your patience for to trye.
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
MY LIGHTBULB MOMENT (Spiritual Awakening) BY KRISTIE TOWNSEND
5 July 2012 at 21:38
MY LIGHTBULB MOMENT BY KRISTIE TOWNSEND
Be careful what you wish for
for one day it may come true
I used to jest about my wishes
in a time before I discovered, just what Magick can do
Karma, I didn't really think that much of
and I'd never even heard of 'The Threefold Law'
didn't pay any attention to spirits
and I'd never considered that I may have been here before!
What the heck's 'The Wiccan Rede"?
Is it something I want or need??!!
So what if I should harm someone
Has this not before, to me, been done??
Why would anyone believe in what can't be touched nor seen?
In Perfect Love? And In Perfect Trust??
What's That supposed to mean??
And why should I read some poetry Written by a woman called Doreen??
Then In my light bulb moment, as quick as a flash!
I thought 'Now I see what the fuss is all about'
and at that very second, for Magick I fell hard and fast!
Saddened for a minute, thinking of what Joy so far I'd lived with out!
My only regret is that I didn't discover sooner, universal energy,
I should have walked this path long before now
For Magick and its power, have opened my eyes - OH and How??!! WOW
Some people think I'm weird,
Others think i'm mad
I came out of my spiritual broom closet
and for that I'm so very glad!
I'm looking forward to my future
with wide and enthusiastic eyes
long gone are empty days all alone
no more sleepless nights, filled with self-pitying cries
I'm the happiest that I have ever been
Thanks to energies that remain untouched, unseen
IN PERFECT LOVE & IN PERFECT TRUST
I will follow My Destiny, My Heart, My Dreams - I MUST!
by Kristie Townsend 12.11.08
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 2:56 PM UTC
FIRST ONES
She sits by the fire and stirs her ***
the day has been a long one and tonight's new moon means no sleep tonight
for there are times right for harvest and can be done no other time
The folks of the village depend on her art for to bring new life
and easing the pain of the living as well as honouring the dead
There is no Rede or three by three here
no shiny wands or talismans
she is elder here and thus respected perhaps feared
but she lives her life alone
She was the beginning
a first footer here
seeking only to serve
little profit is found outside of the town
What would she thinks of our books and our Rede
She who never learned to read
Was She more or less then I?
Did She seek to lead?
Would she smile at our toys our trinkets and beads
or shake her head and turn to leave
I wonder what the First Ones would see looking now at me and thee
Solita - 2007
Apr 26, 2010
Apr 26, 2010 at 5:31 PM UTC
Forçado a um habito falho
Esfaqueando a face que eu sou
Encimentando um mundo que mal começou
Estrangulando todos os meus pensamentos
Oh, mergulhe no meu coração
E acenda a alma da minha substancia
E se apresente como meu purgatorio
Enquanto eu me balanço nessa rede de discórdia
Sobre essa mar de ruinas
Me afaste dessas fraquezas
Me ilumine com seus pesadelos
E acabe com minha juventude
Com seus sonhos doentios
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:26 PM UTC
was ist es nur, dass es tut
dass ich nicht mehr bin ich selbst
unter tausend, selbst bei dir
Sonnenstrahlen fallen gut
lassen glitzern
lassen fallen
setzen sie in Ironie
lassen los
und trocknen leise
was ich nannte Melancholie
was ist es nur, dass es tut
dass ich weine, nicht mehr rede
selbst bei dir, du der meine
du sagst es ist vier Uhr vier
lassen sagen
ohne Worte
was ich nicht zu fühlen vermag
halten fest
verlieren sich
verlieren mich
verlier ich dich
sie flüstern leise
du bist so stolz
Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 1:22 PM UTC
Quero seu perdão
Quero amor pra vida inteira
E não só no verão
Quero comer feijoada e depois deitar na rede
Quero seu beijo com gosto de brigadeiro
Quero sua barba mal feita
Quero sua camiseta lisa na minha cama desarrumada
Quero ser sua Lisbela e ser sua Margarida
Ter paixão de novela e comercial de margarina
Posso te amar a vida inteira
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 11:11 AM UTC
see, there is a dream that is always in bloom
it's moving in shades of the brightest maroon
while conscious of darkness that comes with the night
the moon has no time be part of its fight
there's something much greater than wasting the air
may breaths we are given be offered with care
intention has painted The Truth on our bones
and waits for your blood to give Life to your home
we've planted our seeds in our walk on this earth
and if they be many let each of them birth
a vine of redemption, a fruit that is whole
concealed by a shell that will shelter your soul
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
Each day
arrives sweetly
survives
surreal
havoc eternal
held
within.
Words of stranger
kind soothsayer
throws a song
heart’s resort.
Spirit thrives
flight inclined
higher Notion
takes the lead.
Now Here
Nowhere sphere
Breathing
Dreaming
intrigued
Innocence plead.
Today
try
seek wide sky
secrets all
point All.
Happy the I
looking inside
unravel anew
old sinew.
I will survive
storm, tide
Live
Design’s rede.
Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 1:14 PM UTC
Schnee bedeckt die Baumspitzen
Wir halten uns warm
mit unseren Blicken, Küssen
und den schlechten Witzen
Schnee bedeckt die Felder
Wir stehen wie angewurzelt
umringt von eisiger Kälte,
den Raben und der Stille der Wälder
Schnee bedeckt die Wege
Wir geben uns Halt, Arm in Arm
hören uns zu, jedes Wort, jeder Satz
jede noch so lange Rede
hält uns warm
Schnee bedeckt fast jeden Ort
In uns schmilzt jegliches Eis
jede erdenkliche Schneefläche
ganz plötzlich, direkt, sofort
In uns herrscht kein kalter und bedrückender Winter
In uns herrscht warmer und unbeschwerter Sommer
Dec 11, 2023
Dec 11, 2023 at 5:10 AM UTC
FIRST ONES
She sits by the fire and stirs her ***
the day has been a long one and tonight's new moon means no sleep tonight
for there are times right for harvest and can be done no other time
The folks of the village depend on her art for to bring new life
and easing the pain of the living as well as honouring the dead
There is no Rede or three by three here
no shiny wands or talismans
she is elder here and thus respected perhaps feared
but she lives her life alone
She was the beginning
a first footer here
seeking only to serve
little profit is found outside of the town
What would she thinks of our books and our Rede
She who never learned to read
Was She more or less then I?
Did She seek to lead?
Would she smile at our toys our trinkets and beads
or shake her head and turn to leave
I wonder what the First Ones would see looking now at me and thee
Solita - 2007
Mar 6, 2010
Mar 6, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
Love an thy be brief:
a fire; doth ete
the flames it mete
and chars the meat.
Love an thy be long
a river; e’er
rampant as air
and never err.
Sep 25, 2011
Sep 25, 2011 at 3:09 PM UTC
Dear Lord, hear the cry of your child here
She can't defy, please, slay down her fear
bless her now, lord, with your mighty faith
so never shall shake, she in this wraith.
Dear Father, you are the real healer
fend for her, Abba, as you need her
Guide their hands, in her operation
Guide her spirit, in her salvation
Lord, the father of the fatherless
reckon your daughter in her distress
the miracle, it isn't from the doctors
not their will, mercy, but her father's
Let this day be her testimony
for you saved her from her agony
the cancer in her flesh, you designed
for her good, she knows, so will not mind
All in this world prays for compassion
Father, let them see her, your creation
Let them read her life, your rede to them
Abba, claim her spirit, sign with your thumb
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:31 PM UTC
As jy weer in jou dagboek skryf
Onthou
Dat daar rede genoeg is
Om te bly vashou
Die goue blaar in die somerson,
En die blou moederkappies
Hulle wag nog steeds vir jou
Teen tafelberg
Waar onskuldige bloed nog steeds
Vermeng is met die sout see water
Daai water wat ons voorouers gedra het naar hierdie land van prag en praal
Het jou bevry en weggedra naar n plek ver hier vandaan
Ook al is ek en jy deur afstand en tyd geskei
Hou ek daai oop bladsy
Van jou treurigheid
Langs my sy
Oct 28, 2023
Oct 28, 2023 at 7:12 PM UTC
Ons kyk almal daarvoor.
Ons wil almal dit hê.
Ons het almal dit nodig.
Maar die waarheid is.
Dit bestaan nie eens nie.
Want alhoewel ons wil glo.
Dat ons hier vir 'n rede is.
Die feit is dat daar geen rede is nie.
En dit.
Is die antwoord.
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 1:48 PM UTC