It was on the last leg from Kariba to Salisbury on the 3rd of September 1978 that Air Rhodesia Flight RH825 sent a Mayday call. The aircraft 'The Hunyani' with fifty two passengers…
I have a passion for poetry and verse. I have both written and committed to memory so much over the years.I believe that the pen is more powerful than the sword...)
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Written as a wall plaque. WHEN YOU ENTER THIS DOMAIN, AND YOU WISH HERE TO REMAIN,…
She gazed on me through pale blue eyes, Sweet lady in the frame, Her beauty caught in a flash of time, Fair damsel without name,…
Alone upon a hilltop, Stood a piper boldly grand, A soldier far away from home; Scotland his homeland.…
Do you feel the pain of nails, thrust through your tender hands, Do you feel those evil thorns, a crown twisted in bands, The excruciating agony, of iron pierced through your feet,…
Master Jack was old and grey; time had passed him by, Wizened hands betrayed his age, still a glint lay in his eye; Physique so very frail now, had fought a thousand ‘wars’, Waitin…
God’s promise in His rainbow, To Noah eons past, Is echoed down the ages, Throughout His world so vast.…
At the moment of conception, God’s miracle is sown, The seedlings of an unborn child, Within that womb are grown,…
I am a wanderer in this nomadic land, To whom can I lend a helping hand, To make dark lives a little lighter, Be a bastion of peace; not a fighter.…
Freedom fighter or terrorist? Depends whose side you’re on, Africa’s ‘freedom fighters’… proud pirates everyone, No freedom was ever gained for Black folk’s kith or kin, Their figh…
Dedicated To a South African poet on Poemhunter...Cindy Kreiner Sera With carefully chosen words she draws, On an African canvas which she adores,…
A photograph appeared on the cover of TIME magazine in 1994...a malnourished dying child trying to crawl to a UN aid post a kilometer away...watched over by a vulture just waiting…
Should the young children Suffer for our sin, Does it not grip your trembling Heart within,…
Come with me, hold tight my hand, Whilst I show you my beloved land, Africa’s blood washes through my veins, From Bushveld glades to savanna plains.…
Written Mother’s day 2009 What thoughts that day…went through your mind? Sweet gentle lady; born one of a kind,…
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