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Wild Date

They married in their own garden under the canopy of a Wild Date Tree

An indigenous plant standing tall for sweetness and benevolent spirits

This one untamed and miraculously withstanding droughts in the City of Gold

It gave meaning to their union which had begun with similar unbroken desire


A small bonfire at midday crackled with pure passion and unified souls

It was warm in their hearts and droplets of faith embraced the heat

Shadows of yesteryear’s clouds had retreated from sorrow and sadness

Not long ago the two lovers had eloped into sunshine and started again


A small party of family and friends sat on the grass casually dressed

The bride in an attire from Camden market wore a rose petal crown

That matched the floral display on his colourful shirt which was in date

With Hippie dreams and nostalgic reverberation of rebellion and Peace


Her Anglican priest had refused to wed them ‘I need to ask my bishop

Who would have to absolve you from the sin of divorce and new love’

They found a Lutheran pastor who arrived dressed in African garb

Aptly with crash helmet and Harley Davidson with a roar to his engine


The lovers had decided against fireworks because they would resemble

Gunshots rather endemic in Johannesburg for all the wrong reasons

Sparklers would do nicely and sky lanterns floated into heaven above

Reached high rising feelings released bright unequivocal compassion


‘We honour our ancestors with all their beauty and divine guidance’

They proposed followed by clapping of hands and a rain dance’s vows

The sun sent its rays to bless everyone in the congregation of well-wishers

When it started to rain at the same time they danced naked in the spray


When such water and solar power combines at such a meaningful time and

Forms a rainbow presiding over the ceremony it’s called monkey’s wedding

And its display brings grace and good luck to withstand vagaries and misfortune

With a ring he gave her a wild date as the fruit never failed to deliver its promise



01st July 2019

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