urn

How many sunshines

And rainy days did I miss

Of your daily life?

 

In this pretty urn

Is all that remains of you.

I wonder which one.

 

The one that smiled

In my memories of her

Or the scowl and frown.

 

Did I really see

The person you paraded

Or the masquerade?

 

Will I ever know

The genesis of your smile

Now hidden away

 

In your everyday life

That I missed all these years.

I said: “I love you!”

 

Now I’m not so sure.

 

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Snow-capped mountains

And spring flowers trim the lake.

You are not alone

 

As you pay homage

To a love we’ve both kept warm,

Across time and space.

 

As you re-trace paths

We once walked together,

I am there with you.

 

Your joy is mine too

When your memory recalls

Great times we shared.

 

Just like the seasons

Straddle beneath the bright sun

Our souls do the same.

 

Spring transcends Winter

Each time I see you again.

 

 

A TRIBUTE TO WINNIE MADIKIZELA MANDELA – MOTHER OF OUR NATION:

                                                        26/9/1936 – 2/4/1918

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Fierce and Feisty

Who knew the mother you were

Than the downtrodden 

 

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If you call

One last time

Will I melt like molten wax

Feeling the heat, your lips on mine

 

 

If I stay

One more night

Will I cascade volcanic eruptions

When you call out, in mounting bliss

 

 

If we walk

Down a different path

Will we lose ourselves, yet again

Without regret or blushing shame

 

I dare not look

Into your smouldering eyes

For your answer is plain to see

 

forest

Just to have loved you

for a lingering while–

That is more than enough.

Just that fleeting sojourn

we shared on a forest path

gave life new meaning–

what I needed from you.

 

Do you remember,

the day that we first met?

The sun steadily drizzling

through fluttering leaves,

the riotous orchestra

of harmonious birdsong

as we fell into step.

 

By your side, nothing to hide

in sheer naked splendour,

our true selves laid bare.

Your voice was so gentle

as you took my hand in yours,

guided and sheltered me

from a jungle of thorns.

 

You gazed deep into my eyes,

took me back to a place

where we’d been together

in a distant time and space.

 

When we reached the river

and your lips touched mine–

I heard the rush and the trickle

of ages gone by, where

this precious moment

was reminiscent of travels

to Oblivion’s  past.

 

This was no dress rehearsal

but the real opening act

of a mysterious drama

based on historical fact.

 

So in this moment

of perilous ecstasy–

Tranquility found me

and I know for certain

that no other love

could ever leave me

feeling quite like this!

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You’ve waited in the wings

Been the understudy

Played supporting act

Blurred in as an extra

 

All this time

 

You’ve yearned and burned

Bemoaned and beseeched

For your dream to come true–

Thunderous applause just for you

 

All this time

 

You’ve rehearsed all your lines

Strewn them across the stage

Dreamt of the exhilaration

Of receiving that standing ovation

 

All this time

 

She stood there beside you

Or watched among the crowds

Hoping that you would see

Her face beaming in the dark

 

All this time

 

Love’s been waiting there for you

And now the day is finally yours

You can’t believe that it’s come true

All this time, she encored just for you

 

 

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Spin me a yarn one last time

With your delicate silky threads

Let’s weave the intricacies of the rhyme

That swirl and spiral inside our heads

 

Tell me that my imaginings were real

When I became entangled in your web

That you still feel the same way I feel

Rising and falling in waves’ flow and ebb

 

I see the strands of longing in your lines

Trapped in a time that could not last

Memories of soulful love that still shines

Now a tapestry tucked deep in my heart

 

Spin me a yarn one last time

Let me trace the lustre in your verse

Remembering the love of a lifetime

Bound by design of the universe