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Passion lead us there by A.D. Labuschagne

[tabby title="Poem"] At the dawn of creationWhen all was darkAnd quietWhen the void was all there wasChaotic, the waters were still but for a breezeBefore love spoke and life came into being From dust to dustParticles became presentAnd started coming...

My Shadow by A.D. Labuschagne

[tabby title="Poem"] I remember when as little wainI wandered ‘round the halls of painLike Achilles and his heelI found my flaws were all to realAnd in the dark of night I laidIn hospital bedWide awakeMachines beeping, lights flashingNurses clothed in...

Peppermint Tea by A.D. Labuschagne

[tabby title="Poem"] This morning as I had my peppermint and chamomile teaI sat on the veranda, staring longingly into the distanceListening to the daybreak songs of the birds huddled around the bird feederIn the winter sunLooking at Joburg CBDTalking to...

Library of the mind by A.D. Labuschagne

[tabby title="Poem"] Carrie went looking for The Dark HalfBut found the Color of Magic insteadThe Infinite Jest of Insomnia and MiseryFound the upper handAnd in the Dark TowerJust off the Green MileBehind the Fight Club in the Black HouseThe Girl...

Memoirs of a Petty Criminal by A.D. Labuschagne

[tabby title="Poem"] Never take more than you need. That is where the practice becomes art. But like all art-forms, there is a form of practiceWhich has to be exactedSleight of hand can not be perfected overnightMoving in the shadowsCan only...