Short South Africa Poems
Short South Africa Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about South Africa by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about South Africa by length and keyword.
These marmots of South Africa
Build cities underground.
The youngsters roam around in bands …
But I don’t know how they sound!
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Hope dances in sparkling terms
II
Dashed justice equals ascerbic lives
III
Hope sparkles like false diamonds in South Africa
I love meadowlands
And kasie where africans
Celebrate their
Ghettorization
In the land of their birth
Kasie:townships in south africa
She weeps
The widowed motherland
This country bleeds
The stupid jacob zuma years
Then azania dreams no more
Azania:the afro-centric name of south africa
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Siblings stolen
Why list the nations ills ...
Bring Chicken Little home
II
Kuiken has cage during light
Twilight cheeps, louder -- plaintive --
Back in box, quietest baby
I
divide and rule, fear Black -
they said in South Africa
Choice: Die with democracy
II
we'll love & reassure you:
Dr. King did. Bombed. Taped! Stabbed
by lady at book-signing
The Cape Point of Africa, where cold and warm oceans meet, boasting the beauty of our table mountain covered by a table cloth of cotton cloud.
Cape Town,
South Africa
10/03/2016
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Here it is vetkoek
Mince, homemade roll, Rooibos -
She doubles as nurse - blessed home
*Rooibos is sold in USA, but is an export of South Africa. Great health tonic, tea ... No caffeine
TIME issues:
1. Whenever I am short on time, I eat my watch, and always have seconds to spare.
2. Why do I still buy old clocks and collectible watches in a cellphone age? I love keeping time.
Form:
A besieged torrent
Unveils a rainbow nation
Fluorescent smiles
Thabang Ngoma
16-07-2015
South Africa
Sponsor: SKAT A
Contest Name: In 3 lines, represent your Country or State flag
No one knows
Why you cry makoti
Death is beautiful
Lady barnard's ghost
Cooks a storm for the dead
Makoti:a young married woman
Lady barnard:a legendary ghost from colonial times south africa
A fellow from the south of South Africa
Waltzed around in a skirt made of taffeta
Some thought he was strange
With his long curly mane
A lump in his skirt proved him male to the maxima
A fellow from the south of South Africa
Waltzed around in a skirt made of taffeta
Some thought he was strange
With his long curly mane
A lump in his trunks proved him male to the maxima
South Africa is inundated with a problem
Kidnapping, baffled with an emblem
Months passed and devastation still lasts
In the minds and bodies of the casts...
Prayers can help
All the time, we need not yelp
A fellow from the south of South Africa
Waltzed around in a skirt made of taffeta
Some thought he was strange
With his long curly mane
A lump in his trunks proved him male to the maxima
© Jack Ellison 2015
BBC DOCUMENTARY
South Africa in picture's
The Bang , Bang Club
THE WORLD OWES YOU NOTHING
YOU OWE EVERYTHING TO LIFE
Black & White
Township Savagery captured @ Shutterspeed
Smile's as Far & Wide as the Lens Dare Reach
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In South Africa, one can avoid Online poetry
But I did not as easily in America (USA)
I couldn't believe I could stay away months
But some of you have, or longer still
The reunions are delicious, contagious, to relish
II
To follow ...
South Africa, South Africa
so proud a nation
as a rainbow fades
the dry wind pervades
whilst we impress more
with less
how we turn gold to lead
as millions bled
for what? What for, really?
are we divided?
undecided?
uncertain
as the rope tugs the curtain?
strelitzias die -
shrunken birds of paradise
sag between green leaves
* It is now autumn in the Southern Hemisphere.
Strelitzia is a genus of five species of perennial plants, native to South Africa. A common name of the genus is bird of paradise flower.
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A flood here, wars over there, and there ...
I love Jesus, but U fight to breathe, so unfair
II
Lord Jesus, You give me reasons to rise
Help Ukraine, all victims, even the unwise
III
The sad state of South Africa, the world
The Grace in your words, prayer unfurled
The one who wanted to stay
is now chided by Brother
as the one who got away
followed his Wife to England in 60
and revisited in 79
absence so dearly noted
replete the years
saint not sinner
who rode the years
not persecuting by choice
because missing South Africa is inconsolable
In South Africa during the Boer War
Granddad got the key of the door
In France during World War 1
He lay wounded when the day was done
He could have met a very bloody end
But for the bravery of his friend
So he lived to fight another day instead
And died an old man in his own bed
Form:
Trying something new! Spelling out Bible twice once on the left and once in the middle, not the exact middle lol 3 in 1 if you count the top Bible, father son and holy spirit
(According to a user from South Africa, the name Lilitha is of Xhosa-African origin and means "Light of God".)
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Something's a-building deep inside
You may know it's name
It tastes a bit like hope for paradise:
"Salvation is My game, My refrain!"
II
Now, there's a human side to this
She has encouraged, admired me, so ...
On the Eve of our independence
I pray: Jesus, let our faithfulness grow
a body on a table in middle of Gaza
shaft of golden light pierced apex
from Heart Centre grew a beanstalk
onto which InnerChild ascended
saw white sails of boats in blue-green ocean
they took our homes away ~