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My pup is such a fluffy lump
Cute and sweet and quiet plump.
He chews, he plays, wees on the mat
And tends to annoy the kitty cat.
He yaps and yaps growls and yaps
And likes to sleep on my lap.
He loves to play with his favourite toy
My cushions he'd chew and destroy.
The yaps and yaps are now barks
His growls are deeper like his bark.
His voice has changed as he's grown
Deeper in sound; adult in tone.
Now full grown and older in years
He still has his floppy pup ears.
His puppy voice has now long gone
But still does his squeaky pup yawn.
He guards, loves games, but not a bath
Does funny things that make me laugh.
He's slowing down as his age creeps up
But he will always be my yap, yap pup.
Contest Name Writing Challenge 'V' Words
Sponsor Constance La France
21.04.23
Ek was gevra om ietsie oor Pa te sê
Maar waar begin ek nou
Wanneer daar eintlik net een ding is wat ek nou wil doen
Om steeds my arms om Pa te vou
Maar nou is Pa weg
Na ‘n plek waar Pa tog graag wou wees
Bo by Liewe Jesus
Maar bly steeds hier by ons in gees
‘n Man met ‘n hart van goud
Wie slegs goeie dinge oor mense kon sê
‘n Bonatuurlike liefde vir ons
En wie slegs die beste vir sy kinders wou hê
Streng het ons grootgeword
Maar dit was oor Pa lief was vir ons
En alles wat ek as Pa se dogter wou hê
Was dat ek Pa se hart van trotsheid laat bons
Nou is ons Pa en Ma se maatjie weg
Ons belowe om mekaar te ondersteun
En aan die herinneringe te hou van ‘n besonderse man
Wat God slegs vir ons kon leen
‘n Man met ‘n Hart van goud
Dit is hoe ek Pa altyd sal onthou
En nou is dit tyd om totsiens te sê
Al wens ek, ek kon steeds my arms om Pa vou
*Dear PoetrySoup Members. I apologise to those of you who does not understand Afrikaans, but this poem is dedicated to a dear friend of mine who is Afrikaans. She told me a little bit about her father who recently passed on and I decided to put it together in a poem for her. I hope you guys do not mind. TS poetry was an absolute gem and translated what I wrote in my poem in his comment below. Thank you TS Poetry*
"The sound of earth is the Music of my Soul"
Songs of the Earth will fill my ear
and bathe my soul in colors sheer.
Tender music of distant shore;
waves remind of time gone before
then lap gentle tunes against pier.
Enchanted music soothes our sphere
Soul relaxes as songs appear
tiny notes surfing on downpour.
Songs of the Earth
Earth sings of night, her gifts once near
Harpsichord songs wake lazy ear.
birds croon night music, tales of yore,
breeze hums the dreams it keeps in store.
Wees sigh on beds of gossamer.
Songs of the Earth
August 2, 2022
Let Your Muse Be Inspired - R Form Poetry Contest
by Constance La France
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Ek het jou lief
Ek het jou lief , nie net vir wat jy is nie ,
maar vir wat ek word waneer ek by jou is .
ek het jou lief nie net vir die hoogtes wat jy bereik nie
maar vir die hoogtes waarheen jy my lei.
Ek het jou lief , vir die goeie dinge wat jy in my na vore bring.
Ek het jou lief, omdat jy al my swakhede oorsien wat ek niekan mis kyk nie,
en omdat jy die lig en verborge skoonheid in my raak sien
wat ander nie die moeite doen om te vind nie.
Ek het jou lief, omdat jy die moontlikheid van swakheid in my igroneer
en omdat jy slegs agslaan op die moontlikheid van goeie in my.
Ek het jou lief omdat jy jou ore sluit vir die wan klanke in my
, en eeder vir my musiek vir die lewe bring.
Ek het jou lief omdat jy my help met die balke in my lewe
sodat ek eendag 'n tempel daarmee kan bou.
Ek het jou lief omdat jy daarin geslaag het om my gelukkig te maak
waneer ek nie eers wou smile nie.
jy het dit gedoen . . . Nie deur aanraking nie .... Sonder 'n teken ... Net deur jou self te wees.
ek het jou onvoorwaardelik lief?