Open Poetry #34 |
In Africa |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
He dealt and I received one to make me dream of a snowflake fall in Africa and I touched on the delicate oh, so tenderly. Play, play on, love will come but snow simply melts in the hands of time and I should have known, I’ve lived all my life to know it never snows in Africa. Here the sun, year-round sun, and the harsh reality of crime, disease, and poverty, and that’s enough to know dreams can’t come true in Africa. Run, run, run away, melt into the sands of Africa, my land, and I listen every day to what the people say. I find I need to do that to over ride belief of a snowflake fall in Africa and of dreams becoming real. I’m a product of South Africa raised in the midday sun; what do I know of snowflakes and of icicles? But the silent hand of time tutors well the student, me, until I know and understand a heart can freeze in summer heat and a snowflake like the touch of love melts before the fall in Africa, South Africa, where no corner heralds more! |
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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
good read, good write thanks for sharin it does your fire burn? can you hear me? ILL JUST KNOCK THIS WALL RIGHT DOWN |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks a lot for reading, Snowflake from Hell. Hmm? Makes me think that maybe that's what falls over Africa - no aspersions being cast on your handle, of course. Happy holidays! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Melissa, snow falls everywhere above us, ice crystals in the atmosphere, a certain layer so much colder than the one below it it never snows in Florida either, but at least we have humidity and when the dew freezes, it looks like melting snow |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Helen My mother used to say to me, "never say never". So, it did snow once in Southern California, when I was 4. It even stayed on the ground long enough for me to make a snowman! It was lovely fun for the girl in me. I enjoyed this...because it told me so much about Africa, but more about you...I think even if it did snow there, your warm heart would melt it before it ever hit the ground. |
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