During our recent trip to KwaZulu-Natal, we visited the Blood River Heritage Site.
This is what Wikipedia says about The Battle of Blood River:
The Battle of Blood River (16 December 1838) was fought on the bank of the Ncome River, in what is today KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa between 464 Voortrekkers (“Pioneers”), led by Andries Pretorius, and an estimated 10,000 to 15,000 Zulu. Estimations of casualties amounted to over 3,000 of King Dingane’s soldiers dead, including two Zulu princes competing with Prince Mpande for the Zulu throne. Three Voortrekker commando members were lightly wounded, including Pretorius.
Blood River is of particular interest to me because my husband is a direct descendant of Andre Pretorius.
I mention this landmark battle in my book, A Ghost and His Gold. This is the relevant extract:
Pieter watched the young messenger, whose name was Adrian Opperman, part from his mother, who was one of the women brave enough to have accompanied her husband and son to the laager.
“Goodbye my son. Let your ways be in the fear of the Lord. If I do not see you again on earth, I pray to find you again in heaven.”
His heart constricted at this touching parting and he wondered if they would see each other again. He thought of the wording of the vow taken by his pioneer ancestors, the Voortrekkers, before the Battle of Blood River on the 16th of December 1838 when four hundred and seventy Voortrekkers, led by Andries Pretorius, fought against ten thousand Zulu warriors on the bank of the Ncome River.
We stand here before the Holy God of heaven and earth, to make a vow to Him that, if He will protect us and give our enemy into our hand we shall keep this day and date every year as a day of thanksgiving like a Sabbath, and that we shall build a house to His honour wherever it should please Him, and that we will also tell our children that they should share in that with us in memory for future generations. For the honour of His name will be glorified by giving Him the fame and honour for the victory.
The words of this vow gave Pieter comfort.
These are my doors pictures from The Blood River Heritage Site for Dan Antion’s Thursday Doors challenge. You can join in Thursday Doors here: https://nofacilities.com/2023/08/31/more-from-morgantown/



W3 Prompt #7: Wea’ve Written Weekly
The Gun Tree by Robbie Cheadle

Guns
Bullets
Shiny new
Ready for use
Against dissenters
Regardless of their cause
Women and children punished
For the actions of their menfolk
Innocent blood amply watering
The ground that once sheltered and protected
Staining the earth black, splashing the growing crops
A fresh graveyard of dead animals and owners
Fragile houses riddled with holes – scene of destruction
Savagery wins
Rules unopposed
People succumb
To new regime
Hope disappears
Tree of life falls
This week’s prompt is as follows:
The change of seasons can be tough on us. It can shake our core and disturb our balance. The trees are a perfect example of how to adapt to changes. The branches and leaves flow with the wind and trees get bare or full of leaves, however, a tree’s strength is in the roots.
Let the words above inspire you and write a poem in “Tree of Life” poetic form about changes, impermanence, and strength.
‘Tree of Life’ poetic form
- An uplifting poem in 19 lines;
- Syllabic: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-4-4-4-4-4-4;
- Unrhymed;
- Alignment: Centered
You can read more about it and/or join in here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2023/08/30/w3-prompt-70-weave-written-weekly/
Cool place and history. Wonderful poem.
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Thank you, Timothy 🌷
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Very interesting displays.
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Glad you like them 😁
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Robbie ~
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by the wonderful Nigel Byng, is now live:
Enjoy! ❤️
Much love,
David
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Thank you, Ben. This time I read the requirements carefully
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Heeheehee!
~DAVID
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Haha, my forgetory gets better and better, David
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Great historic doors, Robbie and a powerful poem.
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Thank you, Dan. The two themes seemed to fit together well.
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They do. I like when people weave themes together
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Thank you, Dan. That poem just arrived – Boom ❤️🔥
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That’s amazing.
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I love your poem, Robbie! 🤍🌺
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You shared a compelling passage, Roberta.
You skillfully weave a poignant moment between Pieter and the young messenger with a touching reflection on ancestral history.
The heartfelt farewell between mother and son adds depth to the characters, making them relatable and genuine. It touched my heart. I was moved by the emotional connection established in this scene.
Brilliant touch, the inclusion of the Voortrekkers’ vow, to add a layer of historical context and significance to the narrative. It serves as a reminder of the enduring human spirit and the importance of faith and tradition in the face of challenges.
History we shouldn’t put aside.
The passage you shared captures both the personal and historical elements, making it a powerful and thought-provoking moment in the story.
I remember what an intricate read this book was. A must read.
And great doors 🙂
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Hi Patricia, thank you for your lovely comment, I am glad you appreciated the history in this book. It is my small effort to preserve the past for others. My stories are all intricate and I’ve been criticised for it but my mind is what it is. 💞🌼
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Kudos to you:)
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Holy shamoley, Robbie! There’s so much that’s new and interesting in this post ~ I knew nothing about any of it! Thank you for teaching me 😀
And your poem is kinda the opposite of “uplifting”, but it’s gorgeous in its brutality! Well done!
Much, much love,
David
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Hi David, I’m glad you learned about Blood River, a pivotal piece of SA history. The poem, well, that’s what the muse delivered and she doesn’t like criticism. 😂
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For sure! Criticizing muses never leads to anything good!
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Hi, Robbie 👋🏻
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by the wonderful Willow, is now live:
Enjoy!
Much love,
David
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Thanks, David 💕
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*hug*
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Sobering poem, Robbie. Well done!
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It’s strange that this is what came for this topic but I don’t argue with my muse.
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Very poignant piece Roberta 💕
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Thank you 💗
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Well done, Robbie! All these varied elements are tied together so beautifully. Thanks for sharing the personal connection — that added more depth. The Gun Tree would be a great book title. It makes me think of something like Stephen King’s Black Tower/Gunslinger series. Although I wish they would turn all the guns into trees like the one you photographed. Hugs
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PS: I meant to add that I’m glad you added the tie to your terrific book.
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Thank you, Teagan. It’s great to see you back on line.
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HI Teagan, mankind can’t seem to progress beyond war. It is strange given our abilities to progress. If we turned our minds to the lightness I am sure we could achieve very great things. That gun tree fascinated me – created from 600,000 guns that were handed in after the war in Mozambique.
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As usual, history I wouldn’t know if not for you, Robbie.
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Thank you, Jacqui. I think SA history and US history have a lot of common threads.
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The content and the shape of the poem combine perfectly. It is impossible to visit battlegrounds and not think about so many lives lost. Thanks, Robbie.
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HI Olga, I am really pleased you appreciated this poem. Such an unusual tree of life.
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lovely, Roberta… and a stunning poem🤍✨
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Thank you, Destiny.
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Nice tie in to your book! A tree made of guns, oh my.
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I think I should have given some detail about that artwork. It was built by Mozambican artists from 600,000 surrendered guns.
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WOW.
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Once again, Robbie, a variety of VERY impressive creativity in one post!
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Thank you, Dave. I have never forgotten that tree built of guns. It is in the Africa section of the museum.
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I remember that part of your book. This would be a sobering museum thinking of all the lives lost. Your poem is excellent as well. War, what is it good for!
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Hi Darlene, it was a fascinating place to visit. A pivotal battle in the history of South Africa. King Dingane was assassinated after this spectacular defeat. I am intending to write some stories about it. So many ambitions and so little time ….
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Me too. But you do tend to get a lot done with the time you have.
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Great photos and fascinating history!
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Thank you, John.
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Both the extract from your book and the poem are very heartfelt and touching.
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Thank you, Sadje. I appreciate your comment.
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My pleasure
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A brilliant prompt: “The change of seasons can be tough on us. It can shake our core and disturb our balance. The trees are a perfect example of how to adapt to changes.” I feel the coming of autumn – the leaves are already falling. We need places that remember. Blood River Heritage Site challenges us to seek peaceful ways. Thank you, Robbie for a most excellent post.
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Hi Rebecca, I am delighted you enjoyed it. The Blood River Heritage Site is a privately funded museum. Government has built a museum across the bridge of reconciliation between this museum and the Zulu Cultural Museum on the other side. I’ll feature it next week.
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Great poem, and history lesson.
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Thank you.
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The gun statue is striking and, as your poem so powerfully conveys, unsettling.
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Hi Liz, thank you, it is a most striking exhibit. The poem was supposed to be uplifting for the prompt but I didn’t read that line. Sometimes, I get carried away with an idea …
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You’re welcome, Robbie. Uplifting, eh? Not quite. I’d say prompts, like rules, are meant to be broken. 🙂
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Well, I did break them ❤️🔥
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Chortle . . .
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It seems like an amazing book. I have it, but I haven’t started to read it yet (my TBR list) but I am very much looking forward to it.
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HI Thomas, I will be interested in your opinion of it when you get to it. I am writing a book of short stories about other significant South African events and battles.
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Sure, I will write a review when I get to it
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Thank you, there is no rush. I know how it is with TBRs
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And I forgot to mention, your poem is wonderful
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Thank you, Thomas. That tree built from guns has stayed in my mind for years.
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Compelling… I found myself giving this entire post a reread and taking it ALL to heart!
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Hi Annette, war is a terrible and destructive thing. Some battles change the entire course of history.
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Wow, Roberta! It’s a strong poem, the tree is interesting, I’d never associate trees with guns, one so full of life and other made for destruction. Thanks for joining the prompt.
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Hi Elizabeth, I’m glad you like the poem. My apologies, I missed the line about the poem being uplifting. I saw tree of life and the format and remembered this interesting tree made of guns in the museum. I think my mind stopped there.
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So much truth in your words Robbie. There is no good ending to war. (K)
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Hi Kerfe, unfortunately there never is a good ending to war as it results in so much destruction and devastation. It is amazing that mankind keeps engaging in such a primitive and destructive activity.
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We do many things that make no sense. Over and over.
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Such fascinating history — and very beautiful poems!
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Thank you, Donna. I do find history in general very interesting.
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Wow! This is an astonishing poem. The drama of it is compelling.
I love this period of South African history. (I watched the film Zulu countless times).
Brilliant poem. 🌲
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Hi Lesley, I’m pleased you enjoyed this post. Zulu is a good movie, I know the history of Rorke’s Drift well and have visited that museum too.
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I also had the honour of meeting a Zulu Prince who taught me some words in their language. I’ve never forgotten him or the words…
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That’s wonderful
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A tree made of guns and bullets, and a powerful tree made of words. So clever, Robbie.
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Thank you, Norah 💗🥰
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You’re welcome, Robbie.
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How proud your husband must feel to be a direct descendent. The museum looks very interesting. Your gun tree poem speaks of great sadness- well done, Robbie.
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Thank you, Jennie. It is a bloodline to be proud off.
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Yes, indeed!
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A tree of life from guns and still men wage war with guns…the town I grew up in has just added an Angel to the front of the Playhouse/theatre the angel is made from knives and yet the young still carry knives and many young lives are still lost through knife crimes…Like your Tree of Life, this statue is both striking and terrifying…with its message…I’ll try to PM you an image on FB.
The poem is also a work of art and a perfect match with the statue made of knives x
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Hi Carol, thank you for sending me that image. I know knife crime is very bad in the UK now. It’s very sad.
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Yes knife crime is an ongoing problem …Whilst on its National Anti-Violence Tour, the Knife Angel will be located in a different town or city each month…I think that’s a nice idea but will it work…?
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It will impact the people who already know and care about knife crime. It would influence the perpetrators because they are too deeply into their negative lives and are to hard to care. Generally, of course.
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Of course, Robbie your thoughts are the thoughts of many of us.. Some cannot be stopped from the path they have chosen unfortunately
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Hi Robbie, thank you for another excellent post!
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My pleasure, Charles. I’m glad you enjoyed.
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Hi Robbie – thanks for sharing information about Blood River Heritage site. I was also struck by the gun tree sculpture – it’s quite jarring and your poem is a sobering description.
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Hi Barbara, that gun tree made a big impression on me. Perhaps because it was created from 600,000 weapons that were surrendered in Mozambique.
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profound & beautiful poem, Robbie. dunno what the answer is, only that violence only begets more violence…
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Hi da-Al, you are right about that. I hope artworks and writing against violence and war make a difference to at least some people 🌻💓
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Superb poem really clever. I really enjoyed it. Thanks for the history lesson it is fascinating
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Thank you, Bella. It is lovely to see you 🌷💗
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I am trying to get back into blogging on WordPress.com again. I am also writing a productive newsletter explaining what I have been up to. I hope you are well and family is well too.
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I’ll go and have a look at your blog. It is the change of seasons so everyone has hay fever 💚
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👍👍👍👍
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This is a fascinating post.
The Blood River Heritage Site is a chilling thought to me. Your husband being a descendant of Andries Pretorius is beyond fascinating.
Great door shots, and your poem is perfect for the theme of this post.
My fave is the gun tree. Guns, all war machines should be turned into art.
Seems to me that would be a true tribute to an honest peace.
I guess I’m dreaming.
Thank you, Roberta!
PS! I found “A Ghost and His Gold” on KOBO!
Yay!
I just bought it!
They take PayPal. Yay!
Okay, it’s in my reader. I’ve got a lot of non-reading on my plate right now. However, it will be the next book I read!
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A very clever poem Robbie.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it, Michelle
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