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Reel-Life Productions in Zimbabwe are making a documentary about the ‘war’ on Rhino poachers:

 

@FrancesMForde  #FrancesMacForde  #ReelLifeProd  #RangerDanger  #ConserveAfrica  #ProtectRhino  #WarOnPoachers

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Harry Owen  on FaceBook today:  “If I can do this, anyone can! Please join in and help raise awareness for the rhino today. Thank you!”   

 

@FrancesMForde  #FrancesMacForde   @StopKillingRhino  #HarryOwen  #Africa  #Nature  #Rhino  #Elephant

 

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Kitwe, Northern Rhodesia, 1963.

 

Feeling melancholy today.

I haven’t organised the usual Easter Egg Hunt, my daughter did it instead while I was working.

Haven’t in fact, seen my children or grandchildren this long weekend because they’re all away – perhaps that’s it.

It’s Easter Monday and for us, the only distinguishing event over the long weekend was bacon for brekky yesterday – a real treat!  Oh, and the chocolates on Friday.

I’m also missing my parents.

 

Unconditional

 

You always helped me move

on to new adventures,

strengthened by your love.

 

That moment

when I realized

you weren’t asleep,

I couldn’t cry.

 

I wanted to,

thought I should,

but I couldn’t shed tears

for all those years

when I was loved

unconditionally.

 

When I knew

no matter what I did

or said, you would always

love me – be there for me.

 

Put a plaster on my hurts,

fix me up with kisses, give

words to make me feel better.

 

I’ll never forget your strength.

 

How your arms encircled me,

the safeness of a oak tree,

dense, caring and complete.

I need that care now!

 

I need to feel safe again,

to sail into your harbour of care,

find you there, waiting

 

with open arms, accepting

all my faults, all my mistakes

and letting them go.

 

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2013

@FrancesMForde  #FrancesMacForde  #EasterMonday  #POEM:Unconditional

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This should be an interesting read.

Although the paperback is available, I’ve just purchased the Kindle version of  Remnants of Empire  ~ Memory and Northern Rhodesia’s white diaspora by Pamela Shurmer-Smith.  

The hard copy was published to coincide with the recent ’50 years of Independence’ celebrations but I have far too many books on my shelves, so this time, Kindle will do.

I absolutely agree about the metal Baobab tree design, as explained in Pamela’s cover notes.

There’s also an interesting music video by Pamela’s very talented musician son, which brought back many memories of my childhood.

@FrancesMForde   #FrancesMacForde  #BOOK:RemnantsOfEmpire  #PamelaSchurmerSmith #NorthernRhodesia  #WhiteDiaspora  #AfricanMemories

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I’ve probably posted this from my 1968 Notebook before but I’m remembering (and wishing for) the pool we had in our Kitwe backyard.

African Sky

heat of the day

cool of the night

clear blue sky

such a beautiful sight

trees so green

(greener than I’ve seen)

earth rich and brown

rain pouring down

to make the hour cool

like diving in the pool

when the heat gets you down 

 

then the coolness of night

with stars shining bright

but before they appear

comes the scene held so dear

there’s no more exquisite sight

than day changing to night

and the reds and the golds

which appear in the folds

of the African sky

when night is nigh

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 1971 

 

@FrancesMForde  #FrancesMacForde  #POEM:AfricanSky  #1968Notebook  #Sunsets  #AfricanSunsets

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An old map of Zambia.

 

Journey from Victoria Falls to the Copperbelt.

They say that once you’ve crossed the Zambezi, you’ll always return.   

You’ll come back to this country, for its beauty you’ll yearn.

 

How many times has that theory been proven so true,

we’ve said goodbye to our friends, packed up and left you.

Only to come back in a few years time, to the river,

winding  its way through this country so fine.

 

The Victoria Falls with enormous gorges,

rushing water as if from a thousand rivers,

 rainbow of colours, the noise of the falls,

the excitement of watching those solid water walls.

Cruising down river on boats with game guards,

watching for hippos or crocs in their paths.

 

Sunsets on Lake Kariba as birds all rise

over game that runs free on either side

of a lake that’s so big it has waves like a sea…

Sundowners on the terrace looking over the water,

watching the sun’s death at seven and a quarter…

 

Driving through the escarpment, that range of hills forming a border

between two countries, a vital road link that’s little-used now

as they quarrel over things that don’t matter somehow.

 

Bowling along the road to Lusaka and the Copperbelt.

Across the Zambezi again, while the heat melts.

 

Arrive in Lusaka at lunchtime to see

the streams of traffic in that busy city,

then on through the maise fields and sugar cane,

up to Kabwe where it’s stacked ready for the trains.

A long empty stretch and you reach Kapiri

– if you blink a lot, you’ll miss it completely.

 

Straight flat roads to drive ‘til you’re bored.

The turn-off at Fisenge to get on the right road

and you’re on your way to Kitwe and the Rhokana Mine

– the Hub of the Copperbelt and a town that’s fine.

 

One of the largest and best-equipped mines around

where they hurl the copper-bearing ore up from the ground.

Under the surface, the tunnels are huge

– all white tiled and sparkling – nothing crude.

 

Perfectly safe for all the workers below,

stepping into the cages as they go,

down in the depths to seek the country’s life-blood.

Working long hours earning money to buy food

 

for their many children and wives,

who’ve gone without for most of their lives.

Now wages are better – conditions more fair,

good health and happiness no longer so rare.

 

Neat houses and gardens well-tended line the streets.

Lots of shady park benches where gossipers meet.

A way of life that can’t be compared; peace

and quiet, beauty in the sunshine, fresh air…

 

Days to laze and lots of time to contemplate

how good life can be, before it’s too late.

Relax, while you’re young, enjoy the sunshine and happiness of home

surrounded by friends you’re never alone.

 

Make a point of crossing our Zambezi River  sometime

– take a long, long holiday – come see this fabulous country of mine!

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 1973

 

@FrancesMForde  #Nostalgia  #LovePoemAfrica  #Zambia  #NorthernRhodesia  #POEM:VicFallsCopperBelt

 

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Original ‘Praying Hands’ Painting  by Rosa Niehaus © 1960’s

African Hands

I saw a picture the other day

of two hands clasped in prayer.

The story they told was the truth

about an old man from his youth.

 

The lines of worry were all there

with the happiness, love and despair.

With the death he had seen

of the friends that had been…

 

Showing the scars of war,

all the fights from before.

When he looks at his hands, does he see

how his future’s going to be?

 

A struggle before he dies?–

We should all have eternal lives!

He knows death must be near,

I wonder if he has any fear?

 

Frances Macaulay Forde @ 1973

The painting proudly on show in our lounge in Kitwe,  Zambia, for many years.

@FrancesMForde  #FrancesMacForde  #POEM:AfricanHands  #poetry  #ArtAsTheSpark   #Africa

#ARTIST:RosaNiehaus  #ThesePrayingHands  #1968Notebook

 

 

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