Op my vlerke kniel jy
en fluister verbaal, minnetaal
wat net ons verstaan

my visie van jou
inplantaat resonansie
abstrak, dog heel
en wonderbaar

jy rinkink sonder tyding
onverwagse verblyding
dartel jy, in my gedagtetuin

my kelkiewyn,
voor sonop en verniet
kon ek jou maar verplaas
om my dors te vergiet…

(c) Hanneliese Mei 2017


Mistigheid omvou my hart
Soos die gedagte aan jou,
Vou om my hart
My kokon van vrede

Drie jaar alreeds
Jou wees, rippel na rippel
Vredigheid my lekkerny
Geheel, in ‘n heel ander taal

Jy is daar,
Maar jy is hier…

(c) Hanneliese April 2017

My Avalon

Hunger run through my veins
Chewing on strings of remembering
Seeking for avow,
For there are many…
The best gifts are given in secret
And we write our own endings

If there ever is a love
Stronger than that of lovers
I have captured thus…

I would gladly drift with thee,
Through the vale
As if walking into a dream
Together, on a surreal journey
“Dream Soul” our auteur
Helgafjell our realm, our hearth
And live with thee after what have been
To what will be, forevermore…

(c) Hanneliese April 2017

‘Helgafjell’ the ‘Holy Mountain’ of afterlife
Image from Google


The Sound of Gothic
The Pulse of Meaning
To Good Music

The Taste of Life
Member on my Tongue
Your’s and Mine

The Aroma of Atshitshi
Arouse our Senses
Our Spoil of Togetherness

The Rainbow in Dark
Seen to the Distinct
The Touching Souls

You Moved my Mind
I am Devorare
Awakened, by the Beauty of Being

(c) Hanneliese March 2017

‘Member’ in this context, a distinct part of a whole


Ek nodig jou wees…

En vind jou in Alex Boye se passies teen die dynserige lug,
sy gees so vry
soos die roep van die arend
Of in die ‘versteurde stilte’ van,
“Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again”

Jy antwoord nie, maar ek hoor…en luister meer…die variasie is legio, maar sommige praat net duideliker..

“Look straight into the light
You and I will fly again
You and I again”

“It is written in the stars above
The Gods decree”

“Comes a time, comes a shadow
Comes a devil, calls your name”

Of ek hoor eenvoudig die klink van onthous…

Musiek vorm ‘n onsigbare konneksie en verleen ‘n salwing vir die gees.

“A song is a mirror that reflects everything about a person”

Onbewustelik praat ons soms deur ons musiek keuses.

“Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and charm and gaiety to life and to everything”-Plato

“Music is the Art of thinking with Sounds”

Bederf jouself met musiek wat jou siel aanraak. Luister na die woorde en nie net die ritme nie, want dán, kry sommige liede nuwe betekenis!

Sonder musiek sou my lewe maar bra vaal, leeg en arm gewees het en hiermee verleen ek eer aan alle musiek wat my siel aanraak en my maestro in musiek genres ❤

‘Peponi’ – Swahili vir paradys

Foto van ‘The Piano Guys’ en Alex Boye wat hóóg op rotsagtige berge ‘n prag vertoning lewer wat jy oor en oor kan luister. Die klanke en stem is strelend. Alex sing ‘Peponi’ in vier tale, Engels, Swahili, Yoruba en Scafrican met begeleiding op ‘n vleuelklavier en tjello. Alex se energie terwyl hy sing is aansteeklik!

Raam…my bestaan

Om te kan bemin
en om bemin te kan word
span die kroon…
van menswees

Jy lig my hoog
maak my menswees…
werd, omrede
jy my bemin

Jy dra my oor distels
en versag my tred, omrede
jy my bemin

Jy ken die melodieë,
die dans tempo van my Chimborazo
op die note van my lyf, omrede
jy my bemin

My Skipskop, my beminde
ek verdwaal waar jy my meevoer
vergete tango’s
trillend deur my lyf

My achilles-hiel
hef jy op tot sterrekyk
sodat selfs die uwe, na asem snak

vorm raam vir my rede
my skans,
van blý lewe…

(c) Hanneliese 9 Februarie 2017

Skipskop-as simbool van wat goed was en nie meer is….

Bemin, een van die mooiste Afrikaanse woorde

Bemin, ek vou my hand om jou hart, om jou te beskerm

Eie foto

Winter’s Tale

A beautiful fantasy movie full of hope and make believe. So satisfying to spoil yourself with movies to escape from everyday life.

Not to be confused with Shakespeare’s The Winter’s Tale , this time-traveling tale is filled with a wonderfully talented cast: Colin Farrell (Total Recall ), Jessica Brown Findlay (“Downton Abbey”), Jennifer Connelly (A Beautiful Mind ), William Hurt (Kiss of the Spider Woman ), Eva Marie Saint (On The Waterfront ), Russell Crowe (Gladiator ), and Matt Bomer (White Collar: The Complete First Season). Will Smith surprises in an evil role as Lucifer.

“What if the stars are not what we think? What if the light from afar doesn’t come from the rays of distant suns, but from our wings as we turn into angels? Destiny calls to each of us and there is a world behind the worlds where we are all connected, all part of a great and moving plan. Magic is everywhere around us. You just have to look. Look, look closely. For even time and distance are not what they appear to be.”

“What if we are all unique and the universe loves us equally, so much so that it bends over backwards across the centuries for each and every one of us and sometimes we are just lucky enough to see it?” – Beverly Penn

“No life is more important than another and nothing has been without purpose. Nothing. What if we are all part of a great pattern that we may some day understand? And one day, when we have done what we, alone, are capable of doing, we get to rise up and reunite with those we have loved the most forever embraced?” – Beverly Penn

Beverly Penn: We are all connected. Each baby born carries a miracle inside. A unique purpose and that miracle is promised to one person and one person alone. We are voyagers set on a course towards destiny, to find the one person our miracle is meant for. But be warned: as we seek out the light, darkness gathers and the eternal contest between good and evil is not fought with great armies… But one life at a time.

Quotes from the movie and images from Google

Dead Poet’s Society

A movie to watch again and again and again….
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms…”

-Henry David Thoreau-

“But only in their dreams can man be truly free. ‘Twas always thus, and always thus will be. Show me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams and I’ll show you a happy man”
-John Keating-

“O me! O life!
To be or not to be?
That you are here-
That life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse,
‘What will your verse be?'”

-Walt Whitman-

“Make a difference in the world…Value the time. Waste your time wisely!
When you read, don’t just consider what the auther thinks, consider what you think. Find your own voice. The longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all.
Thoreau said: ‘Most men lead lives of quiet desperation’
Don’t be resigned to that. Break out! Carpe diem”

Words by John Keating

Images from Google

9 Februarie 1980

wat kon gewees het,
het die geneigdheid om met tye
te kom krap krap
krap krap aan,
die rouseer>roof>genees>

wanneer dood haar vlerke sprei
en met een vlerksweep,
jaloers my geluk kom steel
donker word my son
lig sterf
en seer, kry lewe

my gevoelte word koud
soutige trane maak klowe
brand….die rouseer
kwaad….sypel soos swawel
asfalt, kors my hart

dood, wat is jou rede?
die skans, tussen dood
en lewe, wie hou die wag?
die geheim?
is jou aanraking teer en aanloklik
of brutaal en vreesaanjaend?

wanneer jý, mý verower
malvalekker sag
of klinknael skerp
na blommekind paradys
of asvaal lawagrys
sou jy my dán vertel
die lewe van dood?

(c) Hanneliese 31 Januarie 2017

37 jaar, hoe sou dit nou gewees het?


Die hekkies van die lewe
is soms hoog en soms laag
dit is die gesindheid waarmee jy spring
wat jou sprong gaan bepaal

Daar gaan steiltes op jou wag
en volstoom afdraandes
jou wilskrag gaan die deurslag gee
sodat geen pad jou kan terug hou

Daarom wens ouma vir jou:
‘n reënboog om donker tye te verlig
en ‘n woud van sonneblomme wat vir jou glimlag
om oor die hekkies van die lewe te seil
en sodat gelykpad, heelpad, jou spoed sal vermeerder

Baie lief vir jou ❤

(c) Hanneliese 25 Januarie 2017

Opgedra aan my kleindogter Lieze-Marié wat môre 18 word.