Best Acacias Poems

Come take a walk with me
let us stroll the savannah
I want to show you the beauty
to introduce you to East Africa

A land seeped in dark history and mysteries
where once the Tembo roamed in their thousands
mighty animals who feared no-one not even lions
capable of uprooting a...

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A frog overhead 
the blossom acacias ?
only a kite.......

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I
The rains have washed the air
and landscapes glow in a soothing summer green
that perfectly tints the blue skies.
Grasses are dancing a samba of love and country,
Woodpeckers are flocking with a music of timber,
Beetles have tinged the acacias in a mating fashion,
Blooming Barbertons have leaned their...

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- a brief tango -

I see from this pestering pedestal,
And what’s that I see?
Gazelles and antelopes of the Savannah
Or the deceits of a mooting brain?

I see them – a careful pick of a generation
In pairs they ambivalently search emotion
They dig heads in each other’s bosom
Like...

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There is a rocky path,
small fields on the left
and a mysterious forest on the right,
a fairyland.

Cold creek among the trees
running towards the lake.
A red short wall decorated with nettles
and a gate at the end of the road.

Winding hill, red brick steps on the side
with cones...

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Our love isn’t at ease,
just like the wind in white acacias
and like a bead on child’s hand,
it’s not at ease.
In it they miss – wonderlands,
delights, flame and solace.
And none of us will call it my own
before it passes us on slightly.
And it will stay somewhere...

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Weaver birds near Escombe, where I was raised ...
Doing their weaving with palm leaves, cut precisely
With little beaks, for bare Acacias across the yard ...
Now nests like fruit: wide downturned mouths - not for hospitality -
But for raising another free generation in RSA

RSA: Republic of...

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clothed in drama
    a pentecost poetic
chiastic
  three stanzas long

the Spirit outpoured
     in the Day of the Lord

portents predicted&
                   ...

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When the sun goes down bleeding
beyond the hills yonder,
I will meet you under
the acacias.

As a souvenir I will keep
your lips in my books for history.
As a gift I will give you
my tears. 

This desert of hate has bleached
my fingers, bone white.
I cannot write a monologue
of...

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On this day when
One walks outside 
The fumes are coming off the roads
The mountains appear full of smoke
Dust is flying around seeking relief 
Many seek  for shade but none found 
Oh, ye clouds that look promising
But they pass by 
The earth is in thirst...

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“SILENT ONE” – inspired poem
I
Musicians unite for a cause, no cause celebre
But small nursing homes not on maps, or Frail Care facilities -
Magically coaxing ancient responses and memories, 
Ancient civilizations, loves village by village, bequeathing antiquities

II
Once, at a prayer meeting, in a troubled land
Four races...

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Like a lighthouse defying the darkness with an unwavering light,
I've grown accustomed to sleeping with my eyes open, watching the edge of dreams,
afraid of being surprised by the veil of silence that falls unexpectedly,
seeking to hold the reins of this ephemeral world between my fingers,
until...

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clothed in drama
    a pentecost poetic
chiastic
  three stanzas long

the Spirit outpoured
     in the Day of the Lord

portents predicted&
                   ...

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clothed in drama
    a pentecost poetic
chiastic
  three stanzas long

the Spirit outpoured
     in the Day of the Lord

portents predicted&
                   ...

Continue reading...

The carriage with Mr. Mihai Eminescu glides silently, unseen,
Through the whispers of Iashi's stones, wrapped in its own mystery.
How long and tiring is the journey through boundless realms,
Emerging from the shadow of the past, with old, untouched stories.
What secrets are hidden among the stars, in...

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