Danielle Trollip
It's purple, The softest purples where once it had been bare. It's purple, The drops of waterless rain - all I can do is stare. Hadn't...
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Tanya Franzen
October Queen Sweetest Escape my October Queen with your purple bursts through October Green You drip in dazzle and swift delight whilst...
Morlize Hattingh
Die Jacaranda : Stap mens so deur Pretoria se Jakaranda boom strate… Voel mens se hart nooit verlate… Ons is deel van die mooi… van die...
Ciëtte Küsel
Daar is n pers tapyt in my agtertuin My hart is nog sag, my handjies klein Ons speel trou-trou, ek gee my hart vir jou Belowe jy sal dit...
Linda Swart
Maak my wakker Ek wag die hele jaar, vir lang pers strate Vir ‘n dooie stad, verlate. Vir jou omhelsing, net een keer Vir die verlede on...
Mathoka Mogashoa
Purple Jacaranda I was walking past the jacaranda tree in October 17 And somehow got lost in it’s beautiful trance that put me into a...
Priscila Ubriaco
Constancy Jacaranda: this foreign-sounding word that speaks of home. The word dances in my mouth as the seasons dance in my mind....
Monique Nel
O Pretoria, hoe mis ek jou Die warm gevoel om my klein kinder lyfie Die liefde wat my so stuif vas hou O my Pretoria, hoe mis ek jou Die...
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