On this cold, windy Namibian morning, I’m going to do something I have not done in ages… Try my hand at a bit of poetry… Please forgive the rusty mind and cold hand!

BW Wood Pile


Swirling bowls of dust

Cutting corners

Seeping through the smallest crevice

Closing windows

Closing doors

To no avail

The cold is everywhere.

Layers we wear

Thicker than ice bears we walk

Empty mugs of hot chocolate follow us

To no avail

The cold is in us.


We pile the wood

The house creaks

It warms


Warmth has returned.




Published by Mariette du Toit

Namibian born and raised, I am the owner Mariette du Toit Photography - where I share photos of the beautiful people I capture in my unique Namibian documentary style and Travelling Namibia where I share travelling tips with travellers across the globe through reviews on the lodges and campsites that I visit.

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