Africa will greet you with so warm a love.
It will welcome you as its own.
Tales of our lives shall you feast upon.
Your feet will waddle our virgin Savannah velds.
On our mountain springs, your thirst shall quench.
Africa’s songs, beautiful like the moon.
Will take your heart to new a height.
Ours are trumpets of ivory.
A new love song will drum effortlessly.
I am of Sahara of the South,
Simple to the root.
I believe in words shared.
I believe in a love, a new experience.
Take courage little flower.
Dance and be glad,
You are a griot their son has loved:
You, the happiest woman ever to be loved…
In Africa, we too love deep..!
Author notes
Dance be glad
You are a griot their son have loved.
A contest entry
- AP Husband... by Hetha.
875 points, ended July 1, 2008, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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a true delight and it so special to read something positive about africa. your words put me there reveling in that very love. i hear the trumpet of ivory while i am quenching my thirst. such a delight to read.
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So Beautiful
Good morning my brother. Your words are so soft and beautiful to the eyes. You have painted a picture with your words of the Africa I always remembered. So much sadness and violence fills your continent too. It is very uplifting to know there is still peace and beauty of God, mankind and mother nature to be found there too. Thank you for this wonderful poem. You take care.
God Bless You and all the poeple of Africa. May God bless you all and bring p[eace to everyone's hearts.
Always,
Sister Sandy
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A beautiful poem Nyasha, it is good that you paint a good picture of Africa, as all we seem to hear about is the negative side, but you have bought us the positive side.
An excellent poem and good luck in the contest...Mum
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thank u Mum for leaving a comment. I believe in Africa's positive side.
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My friend Autumn-Rain asked about griot. Wikipedia tells me that he's a West African poet and praise singer.
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Apt poem
Man of Verses, this poem is timely. Where in Africa, there's a picture painted of famine, drought, coups, killings and bloodbath, this poem is so refreshing. That we can still say karibu, that we can walk on our savannah velds, that we can sing the song of humanity..and share. For though we be bogged with nature's vagaries, we have retained our warmth...we still love deep.
Keep up, Man of verses. Keep sloshing the quill, man.
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Doco, thank u for a heartfelt comment. Karibu sana. Maputo, is quiet cool. Nothing changed. We are still the old self though mirrors are reporting grey on our hair.
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what is a griot? the poem is beautiful, but I want to know what that word means it may add even more beauty to the write.
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Thanks Autum Rain; Griot in my poem means simple a poet.Lorot gave a beautiful meaning "West African poet and praise singer"
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Uniquely different write! Refreshingly different poem it will be most appealing to the host of the contest....I wish you well!
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Rose Angel, thank u. I will pass by your work. Good day
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Thank you for entering this competition. I thought that this was stunning. Very very beautiful words here. And, what a first poem we have here.
I am sure Hetha, my Sister, will be very happy with this my friend. This was deep. Good luck in the competiton my friend. -
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Thank u Wayne,I am sure your sister belongs to Africa! Good day
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Wow! This is absolutely beautifully written! It left me breathless.
Thank you for entering your piece and good luck. sigh..
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Thank u Hetha!
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