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...
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