but a sigh
of crimson roses
and summer songs?
.
Wat is Liefde anders
as ‘n sug
van donkerrooi rose
en somersange?
Ons is net heilig genoeg om te besef dat ons steeds aards is.
We are just heavenly enough to know that we are still from this earth.
My Lief:
vlerk vir my asseblief
wit wolke sag;
reën laat ons liefdesroos gedy.
.
Beloved:
please wing me clouds
of white Above;
rain wets our rose of Love.
Skone Valentyn:
snags droom ons in ons lugkasteel
se hemelbed van wit satyn;
soggens begroet ons goudrooi oggendstond
plat op die grond.
Kom sweef nou altyd saam met my,
lief Valentyn,
so tussen hemel en aarde rond.
.
Valentine so fair:
At night we dream up high in our castle in the air
on our fourposter of white satin;
at the break of day we greet the dawn
flat on the lawn.
Please stay with me,
my Love of Mirth,
forever floating between heaven and earth.
Soms vra Liefde se seisoen
pette, serpe en handskoene.
Oorskat nooit die dikte van jou vel:
bewapen jou met soene.
.
Sometimes Love’s seasons
ask for caps, scarves and gloves.
Never over-estimate your skin’s thickness:
wear an armor of kisses.
Ek wil vir jou ‘n tafel dek
by Tuinedal
voor roes of ryp oor voetpad strek
voor blaartjies van rooi rose val
My Lief
Wees asseblief
my Valentyn
wees ook vir my die stilte van die siel
in skemerrooi van samesyn ...
.
Maanson-Soene
ek rol vir jou 'n sy-rol oop
ek woord woordloos 'n woord
ek skryf vir jou 'n skryfsel hoop
ek son 'n son-akkoord
en as jou siel vannag onthou
daar's sonne agter grou
dan knipoog ek so steroog-blink
en stort 'n traan vir jou
ek deur vir jou 'n halfmaan-deur
ek baan vir jou 'n baan
ek geur vir jou 'n rosie geur
ek maan 'n volrond-maan
en as jou hart vroegdag onthou
daar's sterre agter blou
dan wink ek gou so sonoog-blink
en word son-lag vir jou
en word son-lag vir jou
.
Moonsun Kisses
I scroll a silken scroll for you
I word a wordless word
I write to you some written hope
I sun you a sun-chord
and when your soul tonight recalls
the suns behind the gray
I wink at you a starry wink
and shed a teary ray
I door a half-moon door for you
I lane for you a lane
a fragrant rose I rose for you
I moon a full-moon crane
and when your heart at dawn recalls
the stars behind the blue
I wink at you a sunny wink
become sun-smile to you
.
Often I want to look into your eyes
but skies hold your gaze captive
I dream to see what you see
Please let me be your eyes
Anything I share with you
even though you are not here
my heart holds memories of us
follow the secret path to a pool of shivers
it nests inside a dome of dreams
it holds a silver stream of mirrors
so it is always deeper
than it seems
on tiptoes around an empty stage
little ballerina in grand play
I dance for you even though you do not know
This tiptoe motion of loneliness
.
Swing with me - my silken dream -
be all the things you are to me:
bernie's tune; good bait; soft wave;
lazy bird and autumn leaves.
Be to me that funky town:
roof garden; morning dance; misty lake;
be footprints; sidewalk; city gate -
be all to me - yet nothing fake.
Be all the things I want to feel:
samba pa ti; spanish flea;
cherry pink; the joy in life -
be all my favorite things:
angel eyes; my iron man;
lambada; moonlight serenade;
pink panther; jingo, sway -
be these to me - now is the time.
I don't know why: the song is you:
as time goes by - my fantasy.
My funny Valentine; be my light -
roses and wine; my day and night.
Beloved:
lay me to heart
my kisses are valves of roses
between heart-chambers
Love is our rushing bloodstream
.
Geliefde:
neem my ter harte
my soene is rooskleppe
tussen hartkamers
Liefde is ons bruisende bloedstroom
Ek deel vir jou die silwer mee liefde gestring in goud
Vriendskap pêrel diep geskulp in siel met glans so oud
al flikker kerslig in die nag so donker en so koud
kan ek vir jou die silwer bied liefde gestring in goud
Jou liefde berg ek in my hart waar ek dit veilig hou
buite verander valse glans tot klug van klatergoud
al is die nag so donker word ons warm Son nie koud
Jou liefde 'bewaar ek in my hart waar ek dit veilig hou
.
I share with you the silver of the love I string in gold
Within my soul the love I hold sculpts pearls of pure so old
no matter if in dark of night the candle flickers cold
I share with you the silver of the love I string in gold
Your love I vault within my soul the safest place of hold
but outside love the glimmer lost its shimmer as foretold
no matter if the day is cold our Light still shines so bold
Your love I vault within my soul the safest place of hold
Geliefde myn:
Ek wil vir jou ‘n rietdak bou
by Rietfontein
voor koue winterwese kou
aan wegsteekkos
Sal jy knuswarm by my bly
my Valentyn?
.
My Love:
I want to build a home of reed
at Rietfontein
before the winter starts its gnaw
on gathered sweet
Will you be close in coziness
my Valentine?
silence of soul
in the crimson twilight
of togetherness
a dream of dancing dandelions
the touch of trembling music
my hummingbird
future pasts of being ours
in endless hours
of making love last
.
stilte van siel
in die karmosyn skemer
van saamwees
‘n droom van dansende perdeblom
die aanraak van trillende musiek
my kolibrie
toekoms-verlede van onswees
in eindelose ure
van liefde ewig sonder vrees
Valentyn:
liefde is soet
oggendgras onder die voet
kom ons breek die dag in laggies
en vonkelwyn!
Jy het my ysbedekte lyf beklee
met lenteblomme;
Jou liefde het ‘n deur geopen
tot rose en singende sonne;
dougekus is my wange, twee geurige tempelblomme.
.
Valentine:
Love is sweet
morning grass under feet
let us break the day in giggles
and champagne!
You have clothed my frost-clad body
with flowers of your spring;
your love opened a door
leading to roses and singing suns;
dew kissed my cheeks, two fragrant frangipanis.
Sal jy waar-wense met my weef,
van rose rooi, sag liefde leef ...
al is ons drome ietwat saai;
al is ons Eden windverwaai?
Die groen hek wat by ons voordeur
hang, half-skeef aan blou verlang,
kan nie die sonlag van ons dag wegkeer,
al het ons hortjies reeds verweer.
.
Will you weave with me our wishes true,
of roses red and love’s soft hue ...
even though our dreams are gray,
even though our Eden is windswept?
The gate in sway
leading to our frontdoor
hinged on memories blue,
not overshadow our day,
even though our shutters show decay.
Love
you left the door ajar to my heart
all my dreams flew away
hiding in high trees.
Please catch
them and make them hatch
within your own
before placing them back
so that all may be born
and grow together … forever
.
Lief
jy het die deur tot my hart oopgelos
vind asseblief my gevleuelde drome terug
wat skuil in hoë bome
om dit met joue te versoen
voordat jy dit terugplaas in my hart se nis
Waar dit sal uitbroei om saam sal groei ... vir ewig
A sweet cliche, my curios kiss:
abundance, to be taken back!
so generously I share this gift,
in eager showers, bric-a-brac
of lisps and sighs, this trinket kiss ...
my Valentine!
.
My kurios-kus,'n soet cliché:
om terug te neem, na gulle gee!
Vrygewig deel ek liefde mee,
gretige stortvloed, veerligvry
lispel-sug soene, tierlantyntjie myn ...
my Valentyn!
Author notes
Claudius, die Romeinse Keiser, het probleme ondervind om soldate te werf, aangesien getroude mans nie bereid was om oorlog toe te gaan nie. Hy het gevolglik ‘n nuwe wet uitgevaardig ten einde huwelike te verbied. St. Valentine, ‘n predikant wat nie die nuwe wet onderskryf het nie, is betrap dat hy voortgegaan het om huwelikseremonies in die geheime te sluit. Nadat hy gevange geneem is en ter dood veroordeel is, het baie jong mense hom besoek. Een was die dogter van die tronkbewaarder. Valentine het op die dag van sy dood op 14 Februarie 269 A.D., ‘n brief aan haar gestuur, wat hy onderteken het met die woorde: “Love from your Valentine”.
Ter herdenking aan hierdie gebeurtenis, stuur baie steeds St. Valentine-liefdesverse, maar die titel St word gewoonlik nie gebruik nie. Sommige verse is ernstige liefdesverse, maar humoristiese verse, vriendskapsverse en verse vir ouers, kinders en selfs troeteldiere het deel veword van Valentynsdag.
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Claudius, the Roman Emperor, was having trouble getting men to serve in his army: single men were more willing to go off to war. He passed a law which did not allow any more marriages. St. Valentine, who was a minister, did not support the new law. He was caught performing marriage ceremonies secretly. After he was jailed and sentenced to death, many young people came to visit Valentine. One was the daughter of the prison guard. Valentine wrote a note to her on the day of his death in February 14, 269 A.D. that was signed "Love from your Valentine".
To this day St Valentine love poems are written, but the St title is usually dropped. Some are serious love poems, but funny valentine poems as well as friendship poems and poems for parents, children or even pets became part of Valentine’s Day.
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Comments
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Superb Valentine Poems
My favorite (by far) is: Moonsun Kisses
"and when your soul tonight recalls
the suns behind the gray
I wink at you a starry wink
and shed a teary ray"
It is magnificent. It MOVED me!
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"even though our shutters show decay".
This is ME with this advancing Parkinson's Disease.
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Author's Notes:
I never before have known the origin of Valentine's Day! Thank you so much for that!
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Your poetry is WONDERFUL. Moonsun Kisses is a Masterpiece of joy and beauty.


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Interesting..... I did not know this history. When you speak of love.... it's obvious you know what you're talking about. Good luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long

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Never knew the history of Valentine. You put it in a different perspective - the battle between love and war - in the poem and notes. Ack,


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Wow.



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OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ek het dit geboekmerk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dit is asemrowend mooi! Afrikaans op sy beste! Sjoe ek wens tog dat ek kan leer om eendag so mooi te kan skryf. dit is regtig pragtig!!!

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Excellent
Thank you for entering and for translating. Good luck in the contest. Beautiful verses. I will only be able to judge one of them. Do you have a perference? If not, I will choose. Thanks.
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I know it is unfair to you ... so pleace choose one ...
I simply felt these belong together.
Thank you for being so understanding.
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You know the thing I do love most? You never ever write fiction and yet it's better than a fantasy
C


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Thank you Beloved Friend ...
I am in a fast forward pause -- hectic program! Off to the airport now ... but back in some hours. Yes my reality is far more fantastic than fiction.
Love you. Myra
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