Best Ait Poems

*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw a ewe eat a yew.
I ate on the ait eight times.
The fare at the fair was fair.
He sees the seas...

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I thought it would be interesting to translate a poem into Gaeilge (Native Irish language)
for you! Here it is in English and Irish and if you want to hear me reading it in Irish
here is the link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbSoWL5c7h8

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TRUST

In your world
I walk my heart and soul
On paving...

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Mama – Translation of Kevin Gilbert’s « Mum » by T. Wignesan

Kevin Gilbert (July 10, 1933 – April 1, 1993) - father of Irish-English ancestry, mother an aboriginal from New South Wales - was orphaned at seven. His elder sisters looked after him until he...

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Johnny’s got an island
In the Surrey countryside
It isn’t very long 
And it isn’t very wide
It’s got a little duck house
There’s a tree upon the bank
And on a summers evening
You can smell the septic tank
The views are truly stunning
To the south, the railway track
The slaughterhouse on...

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La Civilisation – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Civilization” by T. Wignesan 

Nous qui sont arrivés en retard à la civilisation,
Une lacune des siècles que nous ait laissé tomber,
Lors de votre arrivé à nos terres nous vous admirions émerveillés
Mais nous ne nous sentions pas effrayer.
A l’époque...

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Translation of « On est les oubliés » (They/We are the neglected and forgotten lot)
by the songster-poet Gauvin SERS
(For the last two years, this young unassuming Frenchman, full of verve and disarming airs has been making his quiet ways around the provinces in Pas-de-Calais and...

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Translation of Roberta Flack's Killing Me Softly with his Song by T Wignesan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgl-VRdXr7I


Refrain :

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

(Ses...

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Daniel
is 22 years
old.  He has
been trying to
get into the Army
National Guard.  
Pushups and laps
around the parks
and neighborhoods.
Daniel ate salads and
grilled chicken.  Daniel
was in Fort Sill for basic
training!  He completed
AIT classes in Fort Gordon.
He is anxious to fight for
our country.  I...

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Le soleil a perdu sa lumière en plusieurs années
Dans l'autre face de la grande Meditteranee;
Et, avant que je retrouve cette sliver,
Qui ma aidé a rentré au quai des Milliardaires;
Vous aviez déjà établie une place dans son monde,
Par les grincements des petites roues rondes;
Quand vous avez...

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Hush! one whit elevation makes many,
Tislite born in Imilchil.
Who knows may write her own fate till her last day?
But only in a secret way.
Which can never be heard nor be told,
But Ait Hiddou and Ait Yaaza can only say.

It's been years since that day,
And now...

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se déplaçant lentement la tête
de la gauche vers la droite
que le ciel s'ouvre à la lumière night-club
avec le globe scintillant
avec les produits chimiques se précipiter dans les veines
elle ferme les yeux pour profiter de chaque seconde
également
elle oublie la journée de travail, elle oublie la capacité...

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A s usual
B efore bedtime
C ome sit with me he did say
D onald Dennis my grandpa
E tering the inner room curtain
F alling by his bedside we
G athering almost in a circle
H earing his old cracked voice
I nner our heart ears
J ust before he fades up...

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W-ait for the dawn to break
I-n spite of the long night; 
L-et the sun slowly rise, 
L-et the Lord be
Y-our light.

B-e patient, the dawn will break, 
U-nless there's no tomorrow; 
E-ventide truly will pass, 
M-orn replaces the shadow.
I-n September twenty-nine, day denies the heartache; 
A-llow...

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AIt is said and sadly wrongly banded about
like confetti at a wake 

By those who quite patently do not or will never know the meaning of true love

You don't know what 
you've got till it's gone 

Unfortunately I always did now it's only been affirmed...

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W.ait upon the Lord
A..wait his reward
I...ndwell in his word
T..arry on scripture heard...

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