REEVA STEENKAMP:
MY TRIBUTE TO YOU
Year gone by, yet we still remember.
You touched so many with the aura of your presence. Sweet memories of you; happiness that you lived. We remember you with sorrow, grieved that you left. No word spoken, you just slipped away.
Beautiful, sweet rose
cruelly plucked away.
You left too soon, no final goodbye.
Lustrous, fragile glass
shattered in pieces.
The Lord mend you beautifully, like the day you were first made.
We will see your beautiful smile as we gaze at the morning star. We will bask in the warmth of your presence whenever the sun shines at day. You are in a perfect place of safety, yet we still mourn.
Fly away, beautiful one, keep smiling right where you are!
© Yvonne Mahlape Maserumule, 2014
(All rights reserved)
Reeva Rebecca Steenkamp, a South African model, was fatally shot by her then boyfriend, Oscar Pistorius, on Valentines Day, 2013.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem! I'm sure Reeva is with God now, but I feel so sorry for the emptiness her mother feels. Even Pistorius' conviction will not comfort her mother much.
ReplyDeleteI agree with you, Catharine. Tragic how love can sometimes go so wrong.
DeleteBeautifully written tribute. I have been following the trial closely.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Anonymous! I am encouraged by your words!
ReplyDeleteWhat a tragedy that was and you have captured the feeling of sadness that it left for so many.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Wynn, for appreciating my work! I'm truly humbled...
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ReplyDeleteYou've spun your images into a lovely flowing piece that cascades gracefully and tenderly. Very nicely written indeed.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Renard! I'm encouraged by your comment! Stay blessed... :-)
ReplyDeleteThe South African public doesn't know much about Reeva. We never really knew her. Or ever will. Really no one outside her interrelationships has any business writing a tribute to her. It does not make any sense.
ReplyDeleteYou touched so many with the aura of your presence. - This makes no sense to me. At all. Unless you were her friend.
We were only introduced of her at the very end meaning you don't have enough to say of her. I'm getting the feeling that this was dedicated to someone else. Or meant to be. Or was supposed to be.
So this poem is not a TRIBUTE. But something else.
Thanks, Anonymous, for your most valuable input! Stay blessed! :-)
ReplyDeleteIt is unfortunate that I cannot thank all who contribute their comments on my blog personally, since some prefer to post comments anonymously. I truly appreciate all the comments made on my blog as they are all constructive and serve to help me grow as a creative. I salute you all! ;-)
ReplyDeleteSo you are into tributes only?
ReplyDeleteCome up with a dark story. I wanna read your stuff.
Dear Anon, unfortunately no dark stories from me at present. However, you may feel free to forward me your contact details so I can refer you to some of my contacts whose creative work will most likely appeal to you. My email address is yvonnemase@gmail.com
DeleteThis is very beautiful Yvonne. Well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Sis' Fikiswa... Am encouraged by your comment. Stay blessed! ;-)
ReplyDeleteHi there Yvonne, Glad to have made it here and this tender, knowing piece by you my favourite so far - keep shining your light... With Best Wishes Scott
ReplyDeleteThank you, Scott! I appreciate your sincere response to my poem. Blessings!
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