Zimbabwe

Zimbabwe

A Poem by Gypsy Butterfly

Zimbabwe, you have brought me as many tears

As you have brought me laughter.

You have knitted me like wool into the woman I am.

You have taught me how to wonder.

 

Zimbabwe, you have made me step to so many different beats

You have taught me the pain of my own faults and illusions

You have worn me like a coat of splendour

You have ripped my defences and caused me to surrender

 

Zimbabwe, you have peered at me so close it hurt to be me

You have danced with me naked in the sun

You have showed me off to all your auntie’s and uncle’s

You have made me walk on my own on the plains

 

Zimbabwe, you have scared me in the dead of night

When the nightjar sounds, and the crickets tick

You have taught me how to give my heart

And shown me as the years go by

That you Zimbabwe, will always be mine.

© 2010 Gypsy Butterfly


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Hi Gypsy. Love this peice by you. I like the way you have taken the country of Zimbabwe and brought her alive in this piece. I like the way you have treated her as a close friend. Some one who you have laughed with, cried with but also some one who has has a profound effect on you. Stanza two is just so good in so many ways. You are shown in this stanza as a "Coat of Splendour" as you skip to so many different beats. African and Tribal rhythms are mixed with a hint and a dash of Irish.
But as much as Zimbabwe has shown you off as splendour she has also brought you to your knees on occasions as she has taught you of Pain and Faults and Ilusions drawing on her own experiences as she does.
Zimbabwe sees a lot of herself in you. She has watched you from a far and watched you up close. Sometimes a little to close for your own liking. But she has seen your spirit as you have danced on the beach in the sun. And she has seen your dispair as you have headed for the plains to be alone. She has made you who you are and she has given you a heart which beats in time with with her own. And as you re-affirm your commitment to her in the last line of this peice, you know she has never stopped loving you.

Excellant work. I tip my hat to you Gypsy and welcome you to the Cafe. Nice to see another English person we are slowly taking over
Respect
Carl

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Gypsy Butterfly
Gypsy Butterfly

Liverpool, Merseyside, United Kingdom



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Gypsy Butterfly at your service. 29 years old and in the sweet and adorable city of liverpool at the mo! I am of irish descent and was born in zimbabwe, africa so Im a bit of a wierd mix ;) I have bee.. more..

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