South African Poems - Poems about South African

{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full Provincial Military Official Funeral. Though the reading was filmed & recorded as part of the proceedings, I recently...

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I 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...

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I At dawn, this sky is superior to America Creator-Painter has a palette and more With Colors, Flavors, Rulers, Mixes galore Some fold over swaths of cloud, other days We see a billion sheep, none, or Blue and One At dawn, dark and lightening pink shocks beauty awake II Unlike America's congested skies, these are pristine Stargazers know our skies well; they come often And...

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A tuberculoid South African miner Was lately turned down by fiancée Dinah; What shall her decision change to also move Mount Sinai, Her lover part time book binder To better forget his trusted Prophetess Regina; Very unlikely now to be a solution finder For his being further diagnosed with life-threatening angina; All too inauspicious to not dream of things getting finer Even if...

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Their hands raise with ours and for a moment we are all standing in perfect unity, every set of fingers curled in anger and defiance - and then they throw the tear gas. Which is rich, Because how many women have wept, Sliding down their walls to their bedroom floor, To their kitchen tiles, To the post office pavement? How many...

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South African lockdown Gone is the heave, the bustle and the crowds The pavements are weeping like widows without sounds The governments are ruling with their heads in the clouds We should not be submissive wearing fear as our shrouds Shops and small business are collecting dust, certain of finally all going bust. Who then will take care...

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I Andre Kelbrik was a realtor in Pretoria, akin to Washinton or Ottowa I was in South Africa's first free & fair Foreign Ministry, Deputy to Schwarz, Head of the Communications Hub: we issued DNB, summary of News To all ambassadors and consulates of South Africa, abroad ... I had no interest in business. Thanks to Andre, I am a...

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I David Frost in the month of September Before the US opening in October (Not live, except Paul sang live throughout; But the mixed fans will thrill; even a turbaned Sikh) So if you fell weighed down today in 2020 Go back in time; thanks to YouTube: "Make it better!" II Please SEARCH this video from those glorious Beatles' archives Feel the PEACE &...

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All work and no play May have made Matt A dull boy All no work and no God Has Matt with a lost soul But he is moving on full steam He is chasing the South African dream He is going to give his family The finer things Not this time Belle I have no time to waste Maybe tomorrow We'll have time to play Then...

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Once upon an evening we decided to let our love to be undivided; Promised we'd share our all burden with smile, surely issues we both will reconcile ; Thought our hearts would beat only in one rhythm won't allow tears, nothing will be hidden between us; That was our wishful thinking at the end of the day we'll be winning; Good things never...

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CHARMING SOUTH AFRICAN WINTER Countries where fluffy, naughty frilly snow continually falls, Is a fairy-tale where children and adults, skate on sheets of ice. In South Africa we also see with wondrous awe, when snow calls And time arrives, these tasteless watery flakes fall soundlessly, so nice Upon our mountain peaks which do undoubtedly suffice, For us to travel...

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Walking down this road, Being a South African youth, All i have is my sweat, Nothing comes from it is sweet, But astonishment from witnessing this greed. My bag is full, But with nothing useful, If not only empty promises, That they promised my father whene he was a youth, And will promise my kids when they are youths, As long as there is youth...

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Catching snakes has to be done When they are in the city each one There is a couple of tattooed people On television in South Africa showing their mettle Black mambas, Cobras, Spitting Cobras each done Would have the potential to kill when their biting is done Not my cup of tea to do this sort of thing With nerves of steel...

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freedom day (april the 27th 1994) far too many brave compatriots died and flooding rivers of tears were cried far too many families ripped apart with daggers cutting into their heart the pain is felt still deep today on this glorious sun-splashed South African Freedom Day as we pause and remember those who do not remain with us anymore as we appreciate the fruits that...

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Church in the morning to thank God for His kindness Communion with family and friends are priceless Love and laughter with everyone near, Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year. Rainbows of lights a welcome display Trimmings and tinsel a dazzling array All part of the decor that helps spread the cheer, Welcome to my holiday home at...

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