Oh I Wish

Hallowed Be Thy Name [Iron Maiden]

I am a man who will fight for your honor
I'll be the hero you're dreamin' of

Glory of Love [Peter Cetera]

Budapest [Jethro Tull]

Cognitive Dissonance

Out on the wily, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you, I loved you, too

Wuthering Heights [Kate Bush]

A real cat, my cat, our cat, everyones favourite ginger cat, sadly this magnificent feline succumbed to poison after catching a poisoned rat many years ago at our family home - it goes like this

My ginger cat he's on the kitchen table
Greets me every morning when I make the tea
He always needs another, another plate of milk
Always needs another, another dish of fish

And in the kitchen backyard he’s always on the prowl
Searching every bush for a feathered meal
And in the dark of night, feasts on the young geckos
Never a mouse in sight but maybe a mole oh no!

And in the midday heat sleeps by the shady tree
Slit eyes always open, watching every move
Twitching his tail to keep the flies at bay
Always knows how to get his own way

And as the dark night fades, a ray of morning light
Brings a new day of sleepy delight
He hears my kettle fill now and joins me once again
For another day of tea, fish and milk

My ginger cat he's on the kitchen table
My ginger cat he's on the kitchen table
My ginger cat he's on the kitchen table

Hidden Agenda

My Ginger Cat

Forever Autumn is just about the saddest song ever written in some opinions. Justin Haywood's epic song was a pleasure to cover I really hope he doesn't mind, it has happiness all over its undertones for me

His beautiful words

The summer sun is fading as the year grows old,
And darker days are drawing near,
The winter winds will be much colder,
Now you're not here.
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear,
I wish that I was flying with them
Now you're not here.

Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way,
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here

Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on the breeze you blew away...
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes
As if to hide a lonely tear
My life will be forever autumn,
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here

Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here

Forever Autumn

Originally by The Who, made famous by Limp Bizkit and covered by me with enhancements

Behind Blue Eyes

It is a greater reliance on information encountered early in an endeavour

Irrational Primacy

This is what happens when two musicians and sound engineers we both are get together in a home studio with a couple of guitars and a recorder and say lets try something and it turns out "Just Like That"

Watch the video of the recording here

https://youtu.be/PHTCZedD1j0?si=eNs_NmPfjHNl0BR9

Just Like That

Just Like That!

Alone

A superb human and his motivations for making his own way through the noise

He's one of my neighbour's sons, good oke he is

Ink and Soul Waves

Watch the video also here
https://youtu.be/IOW-WEux4XA

In the whispering winds of the open plains,
The ghosts of the past still call my name.
A cradle of frost, where the birch trees weep,
And echoes of laughter now buried deep.

The earth remembers, though hearts forget,
The songs of a time we cannot reset.
Footsteps linger on frozen ground,
But no warmth of home is ever found.


Shadows of the field, where dreams fade to gray,
A world of lost faces, just memories stay.
Déjà vu like a chill in my veins,
The old days return, but never the same.


A soldier’s march, the hollow drum,
Marks the path of those who won’t come.
The fields once golden, now silent and still,
Harvested not by hands, but by will.

Eyes that have seen too much to see,
Yearn for the child they used to be.
In the smoke of war, all roads converge,
But to no true home, we emerge.

Shadows of the land, where dreams fade to gray,
A world of lost faces, just memories stay.
Déjà vu like a chill in my veins,
The old days return, but never the same.

The folk songs rise in the crackling hearth,
Binding the missing to their place of birth.
Yet every refrain is a haunting chord,
A lament for the life we can’t relive.

The snow falls heavy, the night grows long,
Carrying whispers of an ancient song.
The faces around me blur and fade,
Like echoes from the choices made.


Shadows of the homeland, where dreams fade to gray,
A world of lost faces, just memories stay.
Déjà vu like a chill in my veins,
The old days return, but never the same.


In the distance, a fire, a flicker of light,
But the cold grips tighter in the depth of night.
The shadows stretch long; the dark never ends,
And I wonder—will the lost ever mend?

Shadows In The Wind

One can never really know whats going to happen but one things for sure

Maybe Today, Maybe Tomorrow

Walking through the fog can't find my way 
Every step I take just leads me astray 
Questions in my head won't let me be 
Maybe today I'll find some clarity 

The world is spinning fast can't catch my breath 
Chasing shadows left and right feels like a test 
Doubts are dancing like ghosts in my mind 
Maybe tomorrow answers I will find 

Maybe today or maybe tomorrow 
Tides of joy or waves of sorrow 
Caught between the night and day 
Will it love me or will it betray 

Eyes wide open dreams are out of sight 
Hoping stars will guide me through the night 
Lost and found in every twist and turn 
Maybe today the truth I'll finally learn 

Whispers in the wind speak so unclear 
Silence shouts the loudest when you're near 
Answers linger just beyond my reach 
Maybe tomorrow they'll be within my speech 

Maybe today or maybe tomorrow 
Tides of joy or waves of sorrow 
Caught between the night and day 
Will it love me or will it betray. 

WATCH THE VIDEO HERE

https://youtu.be/w_Bu-PD2D6w?si=QTzTNSI4NecipZbA

Maybe Today - Maybe Tomorrow

A superb cover of Bob Dylan's original and made more famous by Adele and to have it sweetly sung by Rozanne is a pleasure to behold

To have love is to want love, to want love is to make you feel love

Make You Feel My Love

Get well quick my Sooz 

Missing my Sooz

Suzy lay in bed staring at the sky 
Machines hum louder than a lullaby 
Colors on the walls flicker in a fight 
I’m sitting by her side drowning in the night

Beep beep echoes like a broken drum 
Her heartbeat's slow but I know it'll come 
Nurses pass like ghosts floating through the air 
I can’t leave I just sit and breathe her care

Suzy Suzy hold on tight 
I’m sending love through the neon light 
The world spins wrong when you’re not around 
Suzy Suzy don’t let me down

I hum a tune she's heard before 
Her favorite notes knocking on heaven's door 
Whispered words in the sterile air 
"Come back to me if you still dare" 

Suzy Suzy hold on tight 
I’m sending love through the neon light 
The world spins wrong when you’re not around 
Suzy Suzy don’t let me down

Missing Suzy

A journey into the dark world of Espionage

Skyfall

About an experience in the Southern African bush by Marie Ang Lambrun


L'Afrique

Terre brulée 
au couleur ocre

Mon premier click
je capture mon instant
présent

Je te l'offre 
c'est ton présent

Pendant que le soleil
commence sa longue
descente vers l'horizon

Sous cette chaleur
presque suffocante
mes yeux ne cessent de capturer 
et d'admirer
cette incroyable beauté

Tout est si intense
presque féérique

Dans un même élan
mon coeur t'appelle

Si forte est ta présence
que la distance qui nous séparent
se fait souffrance

Les yeux mis clos
j'essaie d'apaiser
mon coeur; qui te réclame

Un deuxième click
j' immortalise ce ciel oranger
ou se détachent les ombres
chinoises

Le son des tambours
au loin; éveille mes sens
et affole mon coeur

aux rythmes 
mon esprit s'évade

Je les voient
ils sont là
nos ancêtres aux pieds nus
dansant sur cette terre aride
brulée par mille soleils

L'odeur de la terre
se mélange
aux pas des danse

Tout devient UN
Douleur
Rêves 
Espoir

Doucement et sûrement 
plus d'ombre poursuivie

ni de couleur ocre à l'horizon
La nuit noir 
reprend ses droits
Chasser.. ou dormir

Comme cet instant
me ressemble
mon corps iras dormir
dans quelques heures

Tandis.. que 
mon coeur continueras 
cette chasse sans fin

Celle de t'apprivoiser
pour éliminer
ce rivale étrange
qu'est ton silence


Liloue on Africa

A thought about the vastness of space, the heavens and all thats contained therein and how wonderful life really is here on our tiny planet

As it is in Heaven, also on Earth

I dared to cover this incredible piece of music

Frozen [Madonna]

My Hart in die Grond

It means to have a good jol when you braai your shisanyama

Shisanyama

After all the curves in the road have been smoothed out

One day not too soon, we will be back in Eden on a paradise Earth

Coming Back

When you have found it please let me know, Im still looking

Still Have'nt Found What Im Looking For [U2]

Shisanyama Braai Vleis

Contemplating the Vastness and Infinite nature of this place where we exist


Spiral arms that stretch and twist
A cosmic dance
A starlit mist
Dust clouds whisper ancient tales
Light bends and fades
The silence wails

Dark matter hides
It pulls
It clings
Invisible threads
The universe sings
Supernova bursts
They light the way
In the void
The galaxies sway


Black holes lurking in the deep
Secrets they guard
They never sleep
A trillion suns in one small tear
Collapsing time
Consuming air

What holds the stars
What keeps them bound
A force unseen
No edges found

Dark matter hides
It pulls
It clings
Invisible threads
The universe sings
Supernova bursts
They light the way
In the void
The galaxies sway

Explosions paint the endless sky
A fleeting flash before goodbye
Galactic whispers hum and cry
Forever spinning
They defy

11 September 2025 at 10:33

Infinite Creation

Things are like this thing, are nothing much really, short and sweet like a donkey's kick as some would say but still better than a poke in the eye with a blunt stick

Things

Boudica is an historical figure belonging to British history

She was the queen of the Iceni, a tribe in what is now Norfolk, England, around 2,000 years ago

Boudica and her fellow tribesmen rebelled against the Roman invasions of Brittania in AD61

After her husband's death, the Romans ignored his will, seized all the land, flogged Boudica, and raped her daughters

In response, she led a massive uprising, burning Roman cities including Camulodunum (Colchester), Londinium (London), and Verulamium (St Albans)

Her legacy is engraved in British history and although ultimately defeated in the Battle of Watling Street, she is remembered as a national heroine and a symbol of British resistance against oppression

I wrote this piece after reading her story

Boudica Queen Of The Iceni


Your bangles jingle in the quiet night
Stars blush at your glowing light
Each step you take
A whispering breeze
Hearts bow low
Love’s gentle tease

Under the banyan
Shadows sway
Will you look my way
Just today

Moonlight mehndi on your hand
A story drawn in desert sand
I reach
I wait
I stay
Will you love me
Love me
Say

Your laughter rings
A temple bell
A secret tune
No one can tell
The sitar hums
The tabla sings
And my heart flies on broken wings

In the jasmine-scented air we stand
Dreams like henna stain the land
If I’m the thread
You’re the loom
We weave a dance beneath the moon

Moonlight mehndi on your hand
A story drawn in desert sand
I reach
I wait
I stay
Will you love me
Love me
Say

Moonlight Mehndi


The fields once whispered of golden grain
Plowshare carved
But the marks remain
A stag in the bramble
Its antlers caught
Echoes of wars the seasons forgot
Rust on the blade
But the hand won't rest


Oh
The soil bears no flag
Yet it bleeds
It drags


The Lord's forgotten fields
Where the earth refuses yields
Stone walls crumble
Time concealed
The Lord's forgotten fields


The blackbird calls where the banners flew
Crows pick the scraps of the old and new
A kingdom's promise
A fleeting breeze
Bound by the roots of the ancient trees
Dirt-stained palms held nothing but dust


The Lord's forgotten fields
Where the earth refuses yields
Stone walls crumble
Time concealed
The Lord's forgotten fields


Oh
The harpsichord hums where no dancers tread
Steps of the past
Long buried
Long dead
A squire's laugh
A widow's plea
Lost to the land
Like foam to the sea


Wet Dogs Music

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