Daleen Enslinstrydom

Rookie - 215 Points [Daleen EnslinStrydom] (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

1. A Bouquet Of Flowers For My Sister 1/23/2014
2. A Dew Fresh Morning 12/12/2013
3. A Disposition Towards Him 10/3/2013
4. A Dwelling Place For My Heart 4/4/2013
5. A Female Friend 4/24/2013
6. A Grandma Is 4/2/2014
7. A Granny Without An Apron 11/12/2013
8. A Gypsy Song 4/29/2013
9. A Haunting Night 8/8/2013
10. A Jack-Russell Called Jack 4/9/2013
11. A Jack-Russell Called Jack [1] 4/9/2013
12. A Living Icon 7/3/2013
13. A Lonely Birthday 5/22/2013
14. A Mother’s Work Is Never Done 5/10/2013
15. A Mother’s Work Is Never Done [1] 5/10/2013
16. A New Tomorrow 11/20/2013
17. A New Year's Wish For You My Love 12/28/2015
18. A Place In The Sun 3/14/2013
19. A Puppet 12/30/2013
20. A Rainbow Over The Plains Of Africa 12/2/2013
21. A Silent Prayer 12/9/2013
22. A Small Angel With A Bucket Full Of Stones 7/9/2013
23. A Stormy Winter Night 3/26/2013
24. A Sun Kissed Morning -new- 10/8/2016
25. A True Love Story 11/18/2013
26. A Winter Memory 4/15/2013
27. After A Drenching Rainy Night 4/22/2013
28. Against The Winter And The Storms Of Life 6/12/2013
29. Alone 2/21/2013
30. Am I My Brother’s Keeper? 11/14/2013
31. An Angel Between Trees 11/18/2013
32. An Angel Brought Us Home 7/24/2013
33. Answer Me In Rainbow Coloured Dreams 2/4/2013
34. Arabic Nights 3/19/2013
35. Arabic Nights [1] 3/19/2013
36. As The Sun Sets Over The Heated Planes Of The Savannah 3/1/2013
37. At A Time I Was A Big Oak Tree 10/15/2013
38. Autumn 3/31/2014
39. Behind The Lace Curtains 2/24/2014
40. Being Infatuated With Love 6/28/2013
Best Poem of Daleen Enslinstrydom

Under The Shade Of The Big Old Oak Tree

Under the shade of the old oak tree Jafta sit
and his mind wanders back as he reflects on his life
while the sun sets in the west.
He is overcome with sorrow to braking point,
he knows his time is running out and that the sun
of his own life is also setting
and that there is no return.

Life was so much easier
when he was stile younger,
yesterday is gone
and it will never return.

His eyes are weary and he looks downhearted,
he does not even see his beloved grassland
and does wonder why life does have to hurt so much?
He gazes into ...

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The Prodigal Son

His mind wanders back to the time of leisure
when he did live as the wealthy son of a lord,
when days were spent lazing around,
filled with all the good life had to offer

but he wanted more,
more than what a county-boy could long for;
he insisted and claimed what he thought
was rightfully his,

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