Distant Hearts
Traces
of love can be traced between;
Traces
of distant hearts like trails in desert winds…
Where
passions react in obsolete love beneath;
Our
foot prints, ages count not their patience,
Traces
of life can be traced within;
Each
of the living soul…
Where
existence matters most….
When
it really matters,
But
distant others can still;
Become
lovers at a distance…
So
long as rivers flow and snake;
In
between nations and space…
Their
hearts are solid;
Their
love is solid and great,
And
what love there is for a poet to treasure;
When
servants of love decry their innocence…
Than
recite in spoken word to distant hearts;
As
love echoes its touch like rain drops over their hearts,
O
distant heart!
Throw
me the beating of your heart at a distance;
Where
our souls haven’t travelled,
Our
eyes seen or our ears heard…
Hold
me as we walk to a sacred space between our hearts;
With
patient memories as rain falling on our body kind,
To
trace our hopeless traces with patient hearts;
Over
a dozen miles more where hope has faded,
Our
smiles dawned, our skins pale;
Echo
our love in its existence where passions behold…
Our
kind at a distance like distant stories untold,
For love is just another state of matters unknown...
27022015-2030
Poem Co-written by: Onalethuso Petruss Ntema (BW) and
Pearl Sanelisiwe Gatsheni Ndlovu (RSA)
Book: The Voice of a Shadow: Life, Reality and Inspiration Poetry, 2016
Edited by: Mambo OPB Ntema
Graphics: @Mambo267 Media.BW
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30 June, 2015 at 23:00 via Facebook
"He
came before they came and the soil in my garden of poetry was fertile. The
seeds he sow were the seeds of life"
Blessings
and enough thanks to Buyile Mambo Ntema, always is a stem and I just a bud...
but a bud of a promising sweet scented grey rose! His love and mine in the
borders of Botswana and South Africa meet and surprisingly beat in tune to a
djembe beat that awakens the spirit of poetry! We scribble and exchange words
for they need no passport to cross borders...
Mambo OPB Ntema
01 July, 2015 at 10:50 via Facebook
Yes, I recall the first verses we exchanged
when we started word-share. It comes from a not so long ago but some few years
back. And when ‘SOUL SEEDS: Reality and Mental Inspiration Poetry’ conceived
its physical sense, we had co-written two to three pieces thereon. And the
inspiration has heightened to its writer’s need, for the reader’s feed. I have
featured Sanelisiwe on 5 or so pieces in the next poetry project (The Voice of
a Shadow) and collaborated on different poetry exchange platforms such as The
Sunday Mail Bridge newspaper (Zimbabwe) on Trans-national poetry
collaborations: ‘NO TO XENOPHOBIA: a Humanitarian and Social Justice Poetry
collaboration’ and ‘WHEN WE WERE BLACK: Day of the African Child’. Art is
culture, a universal language and I believe we still have a lot to gather and
share, so long as life still grant(s) us more days alive. Thanks for being my
Poetry fellow. oneBlood
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